Silence creates it's own violence.

The map had been the first form of misdirection, for what is a map but a way of emphasizing some things and making other things invisible?

I do believe very much in the idea of unexpected or "convulsive" beauty - beauty in the service of liberty.

I have always tended toward a lush prose style, but I take care to modulate it from story to story and to strip it down entirely when necessary.

Silence creates it's own violence.

An inordinate love of ritual can be harmful to the soul, unless, of course, in times of great crisis, when ritual can protect the soul from fracture.

I had learned so much about the world that I had decided to withdraw from it.