No-one can function properly without occasional peace and quiet.

What will happen will happen and I won't waste my time worrying.

Engaged in a fiery dance, their bodies were linked and seperated by the flashing blades. At times they nearly touched, taut skin only a hair's breadth away, but then momentum would whirl them apart, and they would withdraw for a second, only to join again. Their sinuous forms wove together like twisting ropes of windblown smoke.

To know who you are without any delusions or sympathy is a moment of revelation that no one experiences unscathed.

Go slowly, so that you do not bite your tail by accident.

In my writing, I strive for a lyrical beauty somewhere between Tolkien at his best and Seamus Heaney's translation of Beowulf.

The whole of the world could be deduced from the smallest grain of sand, if one studied it closely enough.