I left Christianity because I wanted to be a moral person. That is why I left. I no longer believed in its lies.

I congratulate myself on not having arrived into the world until the present time. This age suits my taste.

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

I’d thought I knew what beauty was in women; but she’d surpassed all the language I had for it.

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

Your quest is for darkness only. This sea is not your sea. The myths of men are not your myths. Men's treasures are not yours.

The library furnished our dreams, helped us shape our ambitions, made up people of books and ideas and grand designs.