Death and Light are everywhere, always, and they begin, end, strive, attend, into and upon the Dream of the Nameless that is the world, burning words within Samsara, perhaps to create a thing of beauty.
Roger ZelaznyTo paraphrase Oedipus, Hamlet, Lear, and all those guys, "I wish I had known this some time ago.
Roger ZelaznyIt is anticipation and recollection that fill the heartโnever the sensation of the moment.
Roger ZelaznyOne of my standard - and fairly true - responses to the question as to how story ideas come to me is that story ideas only come to me for short stories. With longer fiction, it is a character (or characters) coming to visit, and I am then obliged to collaborate with him/her/it/them in creating the story.
Roger Zelazny