Was there ever a trap to match the trap of love?

Dead was the gift that kept on giving. Dead, like diamonds, was forever.

You cannot condemn a man for what may only be a figment of your own imagination.

The idea that creative endeavor and mind-altering substances are entwined is one of the great pop-intellectual myths of our time.

Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't.

My mother was a reader, and she read to us. She read us Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde when I was six and my brother was eight; I never forgot it.

The low bird is not picked tenderly out of the dust by its fellows; rather, it is dispatched quickly and without mercy.