I tend to prioritize emotional realism above the known laws of time and space, and when you do that, it's inevitable that strange things happen. Which can be quite enjoyable, I think.

I wish there was someone I could have written to after that, someone I could have written to explain how awful it was to have someone touch you, then look at you properly and change his mind.

Home is where your teapots are.

I collected pictures and I drew pictures and I looked at the pictures by myself. And because no one else ever saw them, the pictures were perfect and true. They were alive.

The first coffee of the morning is never, ever, ready quickly enough. You die before it’s ready and then your ghost pours the resurrection potion out of the moka pot.

I feel like an old lady; my hero is Miss Marple.

Because things grow. Wherever there is air and light and open space, things grow.

There were days when he touched the tip of her nose and it was enough, a miracle of plenty.

The language of [Catholic] mysticism - its repeated attempts to lay consciousness itself bare and speak all the intensely opposing yet interconnected parts of it that cannot be spoken.

I think, basically, what I'm good for is reading - a lot.

I dont have a style. I just try to write what the story demands.

You are taking things far too literally. Everything you see is merely a symbol for things you do not see. Most of the people of this world are asleep in their minds.

When truth takes a backseat to ego and politics, trust is lost.

There have always been readers throughout history who have been drawn to villains.

Advice is such a tricky thing when you're young.

I mean, even my dressing room at the studio has candles and cushions and cashmere rugs and things.

If civilization ever achieves a higher standard of what constitutes normality, it will have been the neurotic who led the way.

Part of me thinks that I've been called by the universe, to get all sort of spiritual about it. Like, I've had no actual say in the matter. The universe found me.

I try not to eat processed foods, well, ever. If it comes from a lab or a factory, I don't want it.

1999 was your last recorded output, and then Porter Ricks was put on hold until 2012.

I just want to be part of great stories that are told and for them to be relevant.