People talk too much. Humans aren't descended from monkeys. They come from parrots.

I've always thought that anyone who needs to join a herd so badly must be a bit of a sheep himself.

Memories are worse than bullets.

Resentment slowly poisoned my blood and I laughed at myself and my absurd hopes.

Mention the gothic, and many readers will probably picture gloomy castles and an assortment of sinister Victoriana. However, the truth is that the gothic genre has continued to flourish and evolve since the days of Bram Stoker, producing some of its most interesting and accomplished examples in the 20th century - in literature, film and beyond.

Money is like any other virus: once it has rotted the soul of the person who houses it, it sets off in search of new blood.

I decided that my existence would be one of books and silence.