When I'm writing, the darkness is always there. I go where the pain is.

How can so much beauty hide such a bruised and steely heart, and why must I love him, why must I lean in my weariness upon his irresistible yet indomitable strength? Is he not the wizend funeral spirit of a dead man in a child's clothes?

So until we meet again, I am thinking of you always; I love you; I wish you were here...in my arms.

My greatest sin has always been that I have a wonderful time being myself

Very few beings really seek knowledge in this world. Mortal or immortal, few really ASK. On the contrary, they try to wring from the unknown the answers they have already shaped in their own minds.

When I realized that Reuben was a young man who really wanted to be taken seriously, because he was dismissed for being too good looking or because he had too much money - his character really came to life for me. I began to understand that, and see that a lot of people feel this way - misunderstood because of their talents or gifts or background.

That was my nature - going from temptation after temptation, not to sin, but to be redeemed.