Give me just enough information so that I can lie convincingly.

Be true, be brave, stand All the rest is darkness.

Semi-facetiously, when people ask me why I write these kinds of stories, I simply say that I was warped as a child. And, there is some truth to that.

The color white is the absence of memory.

Remember in elementary school you were told that in case of fire you have to line up quietly in a single file from smallest to tallest? What is the logic in that? What, do tall people burn slower?

It wasn't just love that held people together. There was secrets, and the price you paid to keep them.

Come to a book as you would come to an unexplored land. Come without a map. Explore it, and draw your own map.... A book is like a pump. It gives nothing unless first you give to it.