No one controls your destiny. Even at the very worst - there is always choice.

I may not be sure if monsters exist, but I’d rather live my life in doubt than be persuaded by a real experience of one.

Wrong takes an awful long time to be proven, in my experience.

We live in our tales of ourselves, she thought, and ignore as best we can the contradictions, and the lapses, and the abrasions of plot against our mortal souls.

I never use the words HUMANIST or HUMANITARIAN, as it seems to me that to be human is to be capable of the most heinous crimes in nature.

...I dabble in causes and effects.

It’s the place of the story, beginning here, in the meadow of late summer flowers, thriving before the Atlantic storms drive wet and winter upon them all.