I liked the place I came from. But a lot of what I liked about it was that I had come from there.
Wolves and those who see them are shot on sight.
In violence there is often the quality of yearning - the yearning for completion. For closure. For that which is absent and would if present bring to fulfillment. For the body without which the wing is a useless frozen ornament. ("A Short Guide To The City")
Could you defeat a cloud, a dream, a poem?
I had a connoisseur's... appreciation of fear.
There have been times when I reread - or at least leafed through - something because I'd sent a copy to a friend, and what usually happened was that I noticed dozens and dozens of clumsy phrases I wished I could rewrite.