I sketched North America onto my crude and now crowded map, and Hao was astounded to learn that it was not a piece of Europe, as he had always assumed.

I had to decide who I was, Night or Day, Human or Vampire.

...and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires

People are zealous for a cause when they are not quite positive that it is true.

I was actually disappointed because I thought the mistakes I made is that people misinterpret my passion for anger.

Now it is autumn and the falling fruit and the long journey towards oblivion. The apples falling like great drops of dew to bruise themselves an exit from themselves.

Contrary to popular belief, the moment we land in Heaven we don't immediately know everything! If we did, we'd be God Himself - all-knowing.

Well, I grew up in the Bay Area, so I've been in earthquakes before.

We're all far too afraid of being so arrogant to say "Either you can or you can't."

You have to give in to what the paint says... You have to do what it's telling you to do.

It's gut instinct that helps me determine how to write a story. I love the surreal because I am faced with the challenge of making the unbelievable believable. That challenge is thrilling.