When I write a book, I write very cleanly from page one to the last page. I hardly ever write out of sequence.

To look into the mirror is to see the future, in blood and rubies.

Of course. You get everything from books.

Her sister's shoes. They sparkeled even in the darkening afternoon. They sparkeled like yellow diamonds, and embers of blood and thorny stars.

Those times are over and gone, and good riddance to them, too. We were hopelessly high-spirited. Now we're the tick-waisted generation, dragging along our children behind us and carrying our parents on our backs. And we're in charge, while the figures who used to command our respect are wasting away.

She wasn't afraid of doing good or of resisting evil. She was merely afraid she might not be able to tell the difference.

They moved together, blue diamonds on a green field.