Every problem has a solution, although it may not be the outcome that was originally hoped for or expected.

Every fairy tale had a bloody lining. Every one had teeth and claws.

You build your world around someone, and then what happens when he disappears? Where do you go-into pieces, into atoms, into the arms of another man? You go shopping, you cook dinner, you work odd hours, you make love to someone else on June nights. But you're not really there.

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

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

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

My sorrow is I used to read all the time and now, as a writer, I don't have the time to read.