A named thing is a tamed thing.

Sometimes survival is the worst alternative there is

I think if you are an outsider then you are an outsider always.

My heroes and heroines are often unlikely people who are dragged into situations without meaning to become involved, or people with a past that has never quite left them. They are often isolated, introspective people, often confrontational or anarchic in some way, often damaged or secretly unhappy or incomplete.

I'm not sure I believe in the whole 'ghost-afterlife' thing, but I think places are marked by people who have been there.

To be closed from everything, and yet to feel, to think...This is the truth of hell, stripped of its gaudy medievalisms. This loss of contact.

Death should be a celebration. Like a birthday. I want to go up like a rocket when my time comes, and fall down in a cloud of stars, and hear everyone go: ahh!