Talking with the mouth of a beast won't ease your pain.

Accidents ambush the unsuspecting, often violently, just like love.

Heaven is an idea constructed by man to help him cope with the fact that life on earth is both brutally short and, paradoxically, far too long.

Love is as strong as death, as hard as hell.

Everything burns if the flame is hot enough. The world is nothing but a crucible.

There I lay, wearing dead people as armor against death.

…She kissed me on my thin lips and all my words were pushed back into my mouth. “I don’t want to die, ” she whispered, “but I need to lose the shackles of this multitude of hearts.

As Blake wrote in The Marriage of Heaven and Hell: “You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

She says the problem with most Christians is that they show up once a week to pray that God's will be done- and when it is, they complain.

What is it like to wear another person’s skin?”“I don’t have a good answer for that, ” I said. “It hurts.”“Can you remember their stories? Can you feel the love that they felt?

I am more than my scars.

Parfois, écrire se rapproche de la chute libre : vos doigts s'agitent sur le clavier comme vos jambes dans le vide.

It only too often yields to the temptation to become sycophantic, opportunist and lying, like a politician who sees the truth but wants to keep his place in popular favour.

My job involves a lot of sitting on aeroplanes and a lot of walking in high heels! I find yoga helps with both.

Most people can't handle boredom. That means they can't stay on one thing until they get good at it. And they wonder why they're unhappy.

A guy in Pennsylvania was arrested because he was drunk in his golf cart going from bar to bar. So they arrested him. I said: Wait a minute. Isn't that golf?

Any other iron on you?” he asked impatiently. “Just my tongue stud.” His look was a mixture of curiosity and horror. “I’m kidding, you idiot. Let’s go.

Never, ever condescend to the reader. Assume you are writing for someone better and smarter than you are. This will protect you from conventionalism, faddishness, and cliché.

Lillian shut her eyes briefly, as if she hoped when she opened them she would behold a world in which people never said ridiculous things.

If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear a flower in your hair.

There are five options in war: fight, defend, flee, surrender, or die. You have proven inept at the first two, and now have the temerity to surrender. Death is all you deserve!