There is no pattern the human mind can devise that does not exist already within the bounds of nature...Everything we do, see, write, notate, all are an echo of the deep seams of the universe. Music is the invisible world made visible through sound.

I am not a fan of historical fiction that is sloppy in its research or is dishonest about the real history.

Usually I decide on what it is I'm writing next by the books I'm reading.

What we leave behind in this life is the memory of who we were and what we did. An imprint, no more.

Pas a pas, se va luenh. Step by step, we make our way.

I really like people and I keep friendships. I have people from all parts of my life.

Love - true love - is a precious thing. It is painful, uncomfortable, makes fools of us all, but it is what breathes meaning and color and purpose into our lives.