Some people say, 'Save yourself and you save your ways.' I say, 'Be yourself and you save your soul.

The moon is always jealous of the heat of the day, just as the sun always longs for something dark and deep.

...and so many orchards circled the village that on some crisp October afternoons the whole wold smelled like pie.

I'm at the point where going forward is easier than going back.

What was a rose but the living proof of desire, the single best evidence of human longing and earthly devotion. but desire could be twisted,after all, and Jealousy was the name of the rose that did well in arid souls.

Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.

I never see a novel as a film while I'm writing it. Mostly because novels and films are so different, and I'm such an internal novelist