Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli.

Better to mock the game than to play and lose.

Give a thing a name and it will somehow come to be.

The best calumnies are spiced with truth.

The white horse and the black one wheeled like lovers at a harvest dance, the riders throwing steel in place of kisses.

I was born in Bayonne, New Jersey. I grew up in the projects. I never went anywhere. But I have lived a thousand lives and I’ve loved a thousand loves. I’ve walked on distant worlds and seen the end of time. Because I read.

A long summer always meant a long winter to come.