I felt ravaged, and with both hands in a fantasy I reached out for her figure as we ran together through the meadow which belonged only to us and to which these others could never be admitted."Oh, inocent love," she said even as she drank from me, "oh, innocent innocent love."

I can't keep up with Stephen King's output.

Nothing in all the world is so nonsensical and contradictory, save mortals, that is, who live in the grip of the superstitions of the past.

Thank God he killed the guy. Oh, now, wait a minute. What kind of a prayer was that!

No one is safe from nature's savagery,not even the innocent. Only beauty is consistent. Gabrielle envisions a time when the Savage Garden will overtake civilizations and destroy it.

I can't get very far away from Christianity, I can't get very far away from the angels and the saints. I work them in always, in some way.

I like to read things I've read before. It's like listening over and over to your favorite song.