An old couple came running from a motorhome, scribbling as they ran. Their sign read, Can you check on our cat, Ariel?No one would answer that, because the cats had all been eaten.

In the land of the blind, a one eyed man is king

No one vinces me, baby

No, no, no, so not getting the point of fear. Because fear wasn't about what made sense. Fear was about possibilities. Not things that happened. Things that might.

Fear was about possibilities. Not things that happened. Things that might.

The light of day showed you the limits of possibility. But walk through the dark, the absolute, total darkness, and the possibilities were limitless.

Sam and Caine were left standing side by side, bruised and battered, to stare over Penny's sickening corpse, at the face of their mother.

I've never been able to grow an organ back, " Lana said. "Last time I tried... Let's just hope you don't end up with whip eyes.

Every day and every night, I dance with Jesus Christ, Prophet Mohammad & all personal Gods: Krishna, Shiva & Buddha. You are welcome too !

Imagination is manifest of thoughts by divine force.

Speed of life is a killer not a healer, so slow down to bloom like a flower.

When it comes to art you can't please everybody but if you please yourself then take pleasure in that.

People learn from people they love.

It is in the expectations of happiness that much of happiness itself is found. And it takes courage to expect happiness.

The way to elegancy of style is to employ your pen upon every errand; and the more trivial and dry it is, the more brains must be allowed for sauce.

Only those with skin as thick as elephant hide can hope to sail through their teens unscathed by self-doubt and bouts of depression.

Books were like old friends, with their worn covers and well-thumbed pages.

The writer - more especially the novelist - who has not, at one moment or another, considered his publisher unworthy of him, has still to be conceived.