There's still a fascination with somebody who can write at book length, no matter what the book is.

The world howls for social justice, but when it comes to social responsibility, you sometimes cant even hear crickets chirping.

I never have lunch because it makes me foggy-headed.

Sorrow is not a raven perched persistently above a chamber door. Sorrow is a thing with teeth, and while in time it retreats, it comes back at the whisper of it's name.

Too much mystery is merely an annoyance. Too much adventure is exhausting. And a little terror goes a long way.

Even in the darkest moments, light exists if you have faith to see it.

There's no use wasting are energy being afraid of the devils, demons and things that go bump in the night... Because ultimately we'll never encounter anything more terrifying than the monster among us. Hell is where we make it.