But every age deserves its fashion and its forms, and no one can control what survives.

Things, very strange things, happen in folktales and there is never much attention given to the whys and wherefores.

Why did people try to shush trouble away as if it were an unruly child?

Writing, for me, is always a dance between the critical part of my brain and the subconscious.

I guess I'm drawn to stories of people whose physicality puts them on the outside of things in order to explore the ways in which an identity is formed around these prevailing attitudes.

I never know where I'm headed when I'm working on a book.

We are like flowers always reaching up towards some shred of light. I find this wondrous, nearly magical, certainly brave.

I'm interested in endurance. People persist in the face of the most excruciating hardships.

As we change, the way in which we are perceived in terms of our relevance, our value, our beauty, and sexual potency changes.

We grow, we mature, some of us give birth, we age, we die.

The language of the novel differs from the just-the-facts language of the old tales. It's robust and earthy, sometimes even baroque.

I always like a dog so long as he isn't spelled backward.

I FELT HAPPINESS LIKE A BLIND, TILL I HAD A SATISFIED MIND.SORROW FOR WHAT I LOST, IS LIKE DREAMS THAT COST.

Don't worry about your originality. You couldn't get rid of it even if you wanted to. It will stick with you and show up for better or worse in spite of all you or anyone else can do.

He knew he would always remember her, standing there with that expectant, forward-looking smile, enough to turn the future into summer.

Many a smiling face hides a mourning heart; but grief alone teaches us what we are.

let us die young, or let us live forever, We dont have the power but we Never say Never.. Sooner or later we all will be gone, y dont u stay young?

Fighting George Foreman is like being in the street with an 18-wheeler coming at you.

Faith does not imply a closed, but an open mind. Quite the opposite of blindness, faith appreciates the vast spiritual realities that materialists overlook by getting trapped in the purely physical.

Laughter or crying is what a human being does when there's nothing else he can do.

Where the sun sets, love rises!