The religion of the heart is as intimate as a wish breathed to the night sky.

Authority is the unmistakeable tone in the voice of a true writer.

It must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul.

I'm a modern mountebank - I believe in Physiognomy - after all, we are in control of our face - it's the map of where we've been.

I love it when the dark bottle of night spills out, and the Moon writes in chalk about us.

Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night.

Sunday evenings are heavier than clouds with rain, darker too and often interminable.