Our only kiss was like an accident- a beautiful gasoline rainbow.

How to Commit the Perfect Murder" was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away.

Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.

Heaven is comfort, but it's still not living.

Nothing is ever certain.

What I think was hardest for me to realize was that he had tried each time to stop himself. He had killed animals, taking lesser lives to keep from killing a child

Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them.

How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?

Life is a perpetual yesterday for us.

There wasn't a lot of bullshit in my heaven.

I was like I was in science class: I was curious.

When I write after dark the shades of evening scatter their purple through my prose.

Intelligence is really a kind of taste: taste in ideas.

People who shop in health food stores never look healthy.

Consumption is the sole end and purpose of all production; and the interest of the producer ought to be attended to, only so far as it may be necessary for promoting that of the consumer.

I’m just a beast, I’m just an animal and I’m waiting to get let out of that cage!

Humanity is reaching the end of the evolutionary stage of ego. The closer we get to the end, the more dysfunctional humanity becomes.

Above all, I strive to be the best I can - to be better than I was yesterday and better tomorrow.

A husband can commit no greater blunder than to discuss his wife, if she is virtuous, with his mistress; unless it be to mention his mistress, if she is beautiful, to his wife.

The only excuse for not coming to a class or a performance is death.

While a book has got to be worthwhile from the point of view of the reader it's got to be worthwhile from the point of view of the writer as well.