... there are four women in every man’s heart. The Maid in the Meadow, the Demon Lover, the Stouthearted Woman, the Tall and Quiet Woman.

It's easier to die if others around you are dying.

If a piece of knotted string can unleash the wind, and if a drowned man can awaken, then I believe a broken man can heal.

Change itself is what fascinates me. I am drawn, as a moth to the flame, by edge situations, by situations of metamorphosis.

Anyway, there's something wrong with everybody and it's up to you to know what you can handle.

It takes a year, nephew... a full turn of the calendar, to get over losing someone.

I would rather be dead than not read