It was like the first time I visited Versailles. There was an eerieness, like I'd been there before. I don't know if I was Louis XIV or Marie Antoinette or a lowly groundskeeper, but I lived there.

How could they see anything but the shadows if they were never allowed to move their heads?

No doubt I shall go on writing, stumbling across tundras of unmeaning, planting words like bloody flags in my wake....

He wondered at times whether he didn’t belong to a class of people secretly convinced they had an arrangement with fate

What I like in a good author is not what he says, but what he whispers.

Everybody is afraid to touch the topic of religion, especially with the extreme muslims. It's such a touchy subject. You can attack any other religion and nothing bad will come about.

Whatever you do....don't fall asleep.

I almost feel like I'm still in a molding stage so the feedback and response not only inspires me but guides me in a certain direction as well.

From within or from behind, a light shines through us upon things, and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all.

I would love to record something with PJ Harvey or Alison Goldfrapp.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.