Life and death are different sides of the same coin.

Rain in the graveyard, and the world puddled into blurred reflections.

I went away in my head, into a book. That was where I went whenever real life was too hard or too inflexible.

It’s easier to kill people, when you’re dead yourself. I mean, it’s not such a big deal. You’re not so prejudiced any more.

I'd love to think that people in the future would gather in theatres, at conventions, and in darkened rooms, and read it out to each other.

Sometimes the way to do what you hope to do will be clear cut, and sometimes it will be almost impossible to decide whether or not you are doing the correct thing, because you'll have to balance your goals and hopes with feeding yourself, paying debts, finding work, settling for what you can get.

We save our lives in such unlikely ways.