What can i tell you about the choices we make? Fate reads like the polar opposite of decision, and so much of life reads like fate.

To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead.

We don't go to Shakespeare to find out about life in Elizabethan England; we go to Shakespeare to find out about ourselves now.

Now that I have lost you I cannot allow you to develop, you must be a photograph not a poem.

Why is the mind incapable of deciding its own subject matter? Why when we desperately want to think of one thing to we invariably think of another?

To kiss well one must kiss solely. No groping hands or stammering hearts. The lips and the lips alone are the pleasure. Passion is sweeter split strand by strand. Divided and re-divided like mercury then gathered up only at the last moment.

My books always begin with a sentence and an image - not necessarily connected.