All imperfections are forced upon the imperfect, so the 'perfect' can live content and oblivious.

All over the world people have developed their own ideas about what's right and wrong in life, but so long as you aren't harming others or the Earth, it's your choice when you decide how you want to live your life - Yours and yours alone. Life's no piece of cake, mind you, but the recipe's my own to fool with.

You like to write. It's the single most important quality for someone who wants to be a writer. But not in itself enough.

Whenever I write a novel, music just sort of naturally slips in (much like cats do, I suppose).

At the entrance to the original tower, there is a stone into which Jung carved some words with his own hand: 'Cold or not, God is present.

Overhead, the two moons worked together to bathe the world in a strange light.

I used to think the years would go by in order, that you get older one year at a time. But it's not like that. It happens overnight.