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

People reveal so much of their mental processes online, simply because the psychological effect of anonymity just means that a whole raft of inhibitions are left alone when people log on.

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!

The great thing about books is that you can end with a question mark.

Some things can be both real and imaginary at the same time, . . . some lies can be true, . . . broken faith may be restored.

I liked her better for showing a little spirit.

Everything comes home, my mother used to say; every word spoken, every shadow cast, every footprint in the sand. It can't be helped; it's part of what makes us who we are.