When we accept bad art because it's good politics, we're killing the swan to feed the chickens.

To some extent, Seattle remains a frontier metropolis, a place where people can experiment with their lives, and change and grow and make things happen.

What are the odds that two separate writers, strangers, a thousand miles apart, would each invent fictions in which guys take girls to an esoteric frog lecture on their first date? If that isn't synchronicity, it's something equally as weird.

Plato did claim that the unexamined life was not worth living. Oedipus Rex was not so sure.

Birth and death were easy. It was life that was hard.

I show up in my writing room at approximately 10 A.M. every morning without fail. Sometimes my muse sees fit to join me there and sometimes she doesn't, but she always knows where I'll be. She doesn't need to go hunting in the taverns or on the beach or drag the boulevard looking for me.

Christianity is merely a system for turning priestesses into handmaidens, queens into concubines, and goddesses into muses.