Sooner or later even the most ambitious glutton must crawl away and seek the solace of the vomitorium.

Make your own worlds. Make your own laws. Make your own creations, your own star systems. Don't feel answerable to anyone, or as though you have to create after some preordained model. You don't have to write like myself, or King or Anne Rice: be yourself. Nothing is more wonderful than discovering a new voice, particularly if it happens to be your own.

My life is in the art that I make, and I'm very happy with it.

Gather experience... Look at what you should not look at. A feeling of anxiety is the sure and certain evidence that you should do this.

…there’s nothing in the world more fun than doing something you’re good at.

Well, it was most likely too late; there would not be time for me to flagellate myself for every dishonorable deed in that list, nor any chance to make good the harms I’d done. Minor harms, to be sure, in the scheme of things; but large enough to regret.

There must still be room for the falling note, of course. Even in an undying world there are times when beauty passes from sight, or love passes from the heart, and we feel the sorrow of partition.