The world changes, we do not, therein lies the irony that kills us.

I'm always looking, and I'm always asking questions.

I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home.

... what I fear in writing is the safe decision.

Evil is always possible. Goodness is a difficulty.

I never knew what life was until it ran out in a red gush over any lips, my hands!

Phil was mumbling that Reuben might become a writer after all and writers had a way of "redeeming everything that ever happens to them.