What makes a good book? Scholars and critics have been debating that question for decades. I like books that touch my head and my heart at the same time.

How often is the passing of one storm only a prelude to another.

The thing I want to know is, if you tell your brain not to do stuff... and it keeps doing it anyway, does that mean your mind has a mind of its own? And if it does, then who's in charge here, anyway?

Literature is a textually transmitted disease, normally contracted in childhood.

What is a vow... but the mouth repeating what the heart has already promised?

The tales of Elfland do not stand or fall on their actuality but on their truthfulness, their speaking to the human condition, the longings we all have for the Faerie Other.

Storytelling is our oldest form of remembering the promises we have made to one another and to our various gods, and the promises given in return; it is a way of recording our human emotions and desires and taboos.