...it’s not just the person who fills a house, it’s their I’ll be back later!s, their toothbrushes and unused hats and coats, their belongingnesses.

If you show someone something you've written, you give them a sharpened stake, lie down in your coffin, and say, ‘When you’re ready’.

Trees're always a relief, after people.

But you have read Madame Bovary?' (I'd never heard of her books.) 'No.

There no such thing as something! Why? Because everything's already turning into something else!

Disco's are tricky. You look a total wally if you dance too early but after one crucial song tips the disco over, you look a sad saddo if you don't.

Words are what you fight with but what you fight about is whether or not you’re afraid of them.

Photos’re better than nothing, but things’re better than photos ’cause the things themselves were part of what was there.

Perfume counters in department stores, Holly Deblin smells of, the middle of July, and cinnamon Tic Tacs.

Poems are lenses, mirrors, and X-ray machines.

Fire’s the sun, unwindin’ itself out o’ the wood.

Friendship's like a relationship between friends.

I am not interested in whether you've stood with the great

Vampires are people too!

You are mine, you shall be mine, you and I are one for ever.

Since the past is unreal and the future is unreal, all your thoughts are about nothing.

I was never a dangerous woman. I'm not the prissy blonde woman that could take your husband away.

The Government have made it clear that the constitutional treaty will be ratified in the UK only after a referendum.

Now the Taliban will pay a price.

Kizzy wanted it all so bad her soul leaned half out of her body hungering after it, and that was what drove the goblins wild, her soul hanging out there like an untucked shirt.

Not only were science and religion compatible, they were inseparable--th e rise of science was achieved by deeply religious Christian scholars.