We need the expressive arts, the ancient scribes, the storytellers, the priests.

It was not apathy. It was an intelligent disinterest in those things that could have no bearing on one's existence.

Genre categories are irrelevant. I dislike them, but I do not have the casting vote.

Im writing what comes into my head, or through me, or from somewhere else, and it is the most extraordinary, exciting thing. I love it, and Im very greedy, and I really enjoy it!

Hope is a punishable offense. The verdict is always death; one more death of the heart.

I hate the way, once you start to know someone, care about them, their behavior can distress you, even when it's unreasonable and not your fault, even if you were really trying to be careful, tactful.

Condemned and executioner with aren't coupled in a primitive rite.