I write as a function. Without it I would fall ill and die. It's as much a part of one as the liver or intestine, and just about as glamorous.

I wasn't sleeping on the streets at night. Of course, there were a lot of good people sleeping in the streets. They weren't fools, they just didn't fit into the needed machinery of the moment. And those needs kept altering.

dont undress my love you might find a mannequin dont undress the mannequin you might find love. shes long ago forgotten me. hes trying on a new hat and looks more the coquette then ever. she is a child and a mannequin and death. i can't hate that. she didnt do anything unusual. I only wanted her to.

We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.

It is possible to be truly mad and to still exist upon scraps of life.

The centuries are sprinkled with rare magic with divine creatures who help us get past the common and extraordinary ills that beset us

It’s when you hide things that you choke on them.