From the moment I wrote 'Leaf Storm' I realized I wanted to be a writer and that nobody could stop me and that the only thing left for me to do was to try to be the best writer in the world.

At some point, you no longer feel pain. Sensation disappears and reason is dulled, until you lose all grasp of time and place.

He thought that the world would make more rapid progress without the burden of old people.

There is always something left to love.

A true friend is the one who holds your hand and touches your heart.

He did not dare to console her, knowing that it would have been like consoling a tiger run thru by a spear.

As I kissed her the heat of her body increased, and it exhaled a wild, untamed fragrance.