Love and death are very similar. They're the times in your life when you most want to believe in magic, when you yearn for some symbolic act or retrospective edit that can change the world you find yourself in.

One of the most subtle and powerful writers of dark fiction - a unique voice.

When you meet someone you love, then you change for good. That’s why the other person will never know or understand the earlier you, and why you can never change back. And why, when that person starts to go, you’ll feel the tear deep in your heart long before your head has the slightest clue what’s going on.

You can send people letters, and show them photos, but they can never come to visit where you live. Unless you love them. And then they can burn it down.

My limited experience of such things told me that you get closest to the truth by not giving it advance warning that you're coming after it.

Hell is being alive, and being alive is all there is.

Everything you've done, everything you've seen, everything you've become, remains. You never can go back, only forward, and if you don't bring the whole of yourself with you, you'll never see the sun again.