Time was a thief, he stole your life away from you and the only way you could get it back was to outwit him and snatch it right back.

The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories.

As I watch, the sky fills with clouds of snow feathers from every kind of bird there ever was and even some that only exist in the imagination, like the bluebirds that fly over the rainbow.

If they would all sleep all the time she wouldn't mind being their mother.

If people believed in eternal damnation they might not be seizing the day quite so much.

Men had no purpose on earth whereas women were gods walking unrecognized among them.

The past is what you take with you.

Ethics are not necessarily to do with being law-abiding. I am very interested in the moral path, doing the right thing.

Ursula craved solitude but she hated loneliness, a conundrum that she couldn’t even begin to solve.

In the end, it is my belief, words are the only things that can construct a world that makes sense.

I spent four years doing a doctorate in postmodern American literature. I can recognize it when I see it.

Small aim is a crime have great aim.

The higher you go, the fewer women there are.

If there be fuel prepared, it is hard to tell whence the spark shall come that shall set it on fire.

So, am I friendly with my daughter and her friends? Yes. Am I their friend? No. Does she shut the door? Yes, and I very much support the shut door.

He had realised that most vital of humanities. he had touched lives. And he had raised three boys that no one had wanted into men.

When it comes to treachery, he is implacable.

The experience of creating my adventure games was, other than marrying my husband and bringing into the world my two sons, the most fulfilling, wonderful experience I ever had.

It was clear soon after his election that Obama, like FDR, wanted to start dealing with the economic crisis immediately after his inauguration.

Corporately contrived art product replaces inspired intellectual property with ineffectual poperty.

Gloom is but a shadow of a cloud passing by