I need words that mean more than they mean, words not just with height and width, but depth and weight and, and other dimensions that I cannot even name.

When the time comes to leap in faith whether you have your eyes open or closed or scream all the way down or not makes no practical difference.

For me, writing is more a process of discovering the book than planning it.

I don't want power. I just object to idiots having power over me.

When the souls rise up in glory, yours shall not be shunned nor sunderered, but shall be the prize of the gods' gardens. Even your darkness shall be treasured then, and all your pain made holy.

Growing up, I have discovered over time, is rather like housework: never finished.

Never argue with a pedant over nomenclature. It wastes your time and annoys the pedant.