Beauty is at its most poignant when the cold hand of Death holds poised to wither it imminently.

It's funny, because in deference to conventional wisdom, I spent my struggling writer years trying to suppress my naturally baroque literary voice and write clean, spare prose. I finally gave up and embraced my baroque tendencies when I wrote the Kushiel series.

A nervous silence loosens tongues

True friendship must be akin to romance, I think. only without all the anguish and anxiety.

I wish sometimes that the gods would either choose better, or make their wishes clearer

If you thought better of me, you would not be so surprised

Genius requires an audience.