Ninety-five percent of people who walk the earth are simply inert. One percent are saints, and one percent are assholes. The other three percent are people who do what they say they can do.

The world, although well-lighted with fluorescents and incandescent bulbs and neon, is still full of odd dark corners and unsettling nooks and crannies.

We don't know the days that will change our lives. Probably just as well.

No one ever really pays for betrayal in silver....The price of any betrayal always comes due in flesh.

Write with the door closed, rewrite with the door open. Your stuff starts out being just for you, in other words, but then it goes out. Once you know what the story is and get it right — as right as you can, anyway — it belongs to anyone who wants to read it. Or criticize it.

As a species we're fundamentally insane.

Legends grow beards, and twenty-three years is plenty of time to grow a long one.