Animals are less alone with roaring than we are with all these words.

When I say work I only mean writing. Everything else is just odd jobs.

In some families, please is described as the magic word. In our house, however, it was sorry.

Will we ever reach a point when it is no longer necessary to say Them and Us? I believe we must reach that point, or perish.

Holidays are enticing only for the first week or so. After that, it is no longer such a novelty to rise late and have little to do.

If I hadn't had my children, I wouldn't have written more and better, I would have written less and worse.

The dead don't bear a grudge nor seek a blessing. The dead don't rest uneasy. Only the living.

Know that although in the eternal scheme of things you are small, you are also unique and irreplaceable, as are all your fellow humans everywhere in the world.

Pride was my wilderness, and the demon that led me there was fear.

As we grow older we should become not less radical but more so.

What goes on inside isn't ever the same as what goes on outside.

True friendship is the hardest thing to break...

And he’d expected her to feel like heaven, plus nirvana, plus that scene in Willy Wonka where Charlie starts to fly.

I'm just not a natural teacher.

They keep telling me don't save you. If I ignore all that advice and something isn't right then who will I complain to?

In a sense, New Age gurus are akin to postmodernists within academia. They dispense meaningless drivel that masquerades as profound truths whilst in reality it is a mere exercise in obscurantism

The government is controlling your mind through chem trails, we all know this is true.

Syria will remain a hotbed of terrorism as long as the civil war, aided and abetted by the Iranians and the Russians, continue.

I see all sorts of things when I'm clearing my pipes.

The recognition definitely helps and goes a long way for helping me to reaffirm my decision to purse art fulltime. Getting awards and nominations encourages me to keep trying even harder.

I think of death as a glad awakening from this troubled sleep which we call life; as an emancipation from a world, which, beautiful though it may be, is still a land of captivity.