Is devotion to others a cover for the hungers and the needs of the self, of which one is ashamed? I was always ashamed to take. So I gave. It was not virtue. It was a disguise.
I spell 'god' with a small 'g' because I do not believe in him, but I love to swear by him.
You marry the day you realize the human defects of your love.
Our age has need of violence," he writes. And he is violence.
When you possess light within, you see it externally.
When I don't write, I feel my world shrink. I lose my fire, my color.