I know the world is bruised and bleeding, and though it is important not to ignore its pain, it is also critical to refuse to succumb to its malevolence. Like failure, chaos contains information that can lead to knowledge - even wisdom. Like art.

When you know your name, you should hang on to it, for unless it is noted down and remembered, it will die when you do.

Literature, it seems to me, is wisdom.

It's a bad word, 'belong.' Especially when you put it with somebody you love ... You can't own a human being.

Never did he once consider directing his hatred toward the hunters. Such an emotion would have destroyed him ... His subconscious knew what his min did not guess-that hating them would have consumed him, burned him up like a piece of soft coal, leaving only flakes of ash and a question mark of smoke.

I don't do the things other people call "play."

If you're going to hold someone down you're going to have to hold on by the other end of the chain. You are confined by your own repression.