Books are nothing but repositories for those lies the author wants his reader to believe.

Consistency is the sign of a narrow mind.

There is no vengeance as terrible as the vengeance a coward plots in the dark of his heart.

Even when we know things, sometimes it takes words to make them concrete.

Evil is relative…You can’t hang a sign on it. You can’t touch it or taste it or cut it with a sword. Evil depends on where you are standing, pointing your indicting finger.

Soldiers live. He dies and not you, and you feel guilty, because you're glad he died, and not you. Soldiers live, and wonder why.

The only characters I've made to resemble real people have been grotesques.