She walked in the shadow of Rango with a great feeling of being taken out of herself, of having no knowledge of what was happening to her, merely a pervading sense of flow.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
All that is sacred and taboo in the world are meaningless.
... and the very folds of the curtains contained secrets and sighs.
My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living.
To commit suicide is easy. To live without a god is more difficult. The drunkenness of triumph is greater than the drunkenness of sacrifice.