I know about me. I am the moons sister, a tidal child stranded on land. The sea always in my ear, a surf of eternal discontent in my blood.

You want to know about anybody? See what books they read, and how they've been read.

But hands are sacred things. Touch is personal, fingers of love, feelers of blind eyes, tongues of those who cannot talk.

I am in limbo, and in limbo there are no races, no prizes, no changes, no chances. There are merely degrees of endurance, and endurance never was my strong point.

There is a time, when passing through a light, that you walk in your own shadow.

It's the possibility that when you're dead you might still go on hurting that bothers me.

I have faced Death. I have been caught in the wild weed tangles of Her hair, seen the gleam of her jade eyes. I will go when it is time - no choice! - but now I want life.

I am not dead yet! I can still call forth a piece of soul and set it down in color, fixed forever.

The smarter you are, the more you know, the less reason you have to trust or love or confide.

I am exceedingly angry for no good reason.

Wars of small kingdoms and forgotten lands, what do chessmen dream of in the dark?

What was once thought, so it shall become.

There is nothing wrong in saying something, but there should be no protection [insistence] that we are right.

Real religion does not mean Gods - it does not mean Angels and Demons - it does not mean miracles of healing. Real religion is all about you and your fellow humans. There is nothing else.

But sometimes, it’s harder to admit to ourselves we want love in our lives than it is to keep living without it.

Haute Couture should be fun, foolish and almost unwearable.

As an experienced editor, I disapprove of flashbacks, foreshadowings, and tricksy devices; they belong in the 1980s with M.A.s in postmodernism and chaos theory.

Be relentless and then you'll break through.

The truth isn't a thing of fact or reason. It is simply what everyone agrees on.

My dad was depressed a lot of the time, and there were a lot of things in his life that he never resolved.

I have never been sorry when I stood for what was right-even against severe criticism.