She remembered something she overheard at a dinner party -- Everyone loses their mind at least once in this lifetime. Everyone.

Jagged needle, wicked liesFrom under the skin, pluck evil eyes.Destiny change from pain and coldNow that you pay in blood and soul.

Sacred signs always come when your soul calls out in pain or joy.

The earth is a mosaic, and most fail to notice the gossamer tesserae floating down from the realm of the mind that form its images of beauty and horror.

Perhaps she was happiest when she was out of control. She looked at the fates and said three little words, not one regret.

Creativity is at the root of excitement.

Sometimes we grieve the living more than the dead.

On any given night the stars are endless losses or endless gains. One for the love you experience and one for the love you lose. One for the unfulfilled wish and one for the wish yet to come.

Inspiration for my short stories grows from a psychic kernel, a vision of some sort or an eccentric, colorful dream.

And he ate up all her vision, as he had done the first day she saw him so long ago.

Every spell is a journey.

You are one of the most beautiful and unique flowers in the garden of humanity.

As vivacity is the gift of women gravity is that of men.

A hundred years from now? All new people.

Becoming critical in the face of criticism, only inspires more criticism.

Nobel Prize money is a life-belt thrown to a swimmer who has already reached the shore in safety.

My trouble is I analyze life instead of live it.

People's interest is in the product, not in its authorship.

I'm in the process of trying to organize my DVDs into some kind of order and it's taking me weeks. I have everything from obscure 'Antonioni' to 'Terminator Salvation.

Marriage was all a woman's idea and for man's acceptance of the pretty yoke, it becomes us to be grateful.

There is one voyage, the first, the last, the only one.