Beating heroin is child's play compared to beating your childhood.
He did it (listened) as the world's most charming and magnetic people do, always asking the right question at the right time, never fidgeting or taking his eyes from the speaker's face, making the oth...
The multiple choices and possibilities of daily life are the music we dance to. They are like strings on a guitar. Strum them and you make a pleasing sound. A harmonic.
Only enemies speak the truth friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.
The late afternoon sunlight, warm as oil, sweet as childhood ...
If you're going into a very dark place, then you should take a bright light, and shine it on everything. If you don't want to see, why in God's name would you dare the dark at all?
If there's one American belief I hold above all others, it's that those who would set themselves up in judgment on matters of what is right and what is best should be given no rest; that they should h...
I have spent a good many years sincetoo many, I thinkbeing ashamed about what I write. I think I was forty before I realized that almost every writer of fiction or poetry who has ever published a line...
A tragedy is a tragedy, and at the bottom, all tragedies are stupid. Give me a choice and I'll take
Faith is, by its very definition, belief without proof.
Alone.Yes,that's the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn't hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym.
I'm not much of a believer in the so-called character study; I think that in the end, the story should always be the boss.
Some part of me knew from the first that what I wanted was not reality but myth.
God is cruel. Sometimes he makes you live.
The concept of dreaming is known to the waking mind but to the dreamer there is no waking, no real world, no sanity; there is only the screaming bedlam of sleep.
I think that real friendship always makes us feel such sweet gratitude, because the world almost always seems like a very hard desert, and the flowers that grow there seem to grow against such high od...
I changed it. I had to. Do you know why? She studied him, her eyes grave. Because that was then and this is now. Because the past is gone, even though it defines the present.
At bottom, you see, we are not Homo sapiens as all. Our core is madness. The prime directive is murder. What Darwin was too polite to say, my friends, is that we came to rule the earth not because we...
Am I weird?Yeah. But so what? Everybody's weird.
Above, the stars shone hard and bright, sparks struck off the dark skin of the universe.