Notice, notice; let noticing take the place of screaming.
If you have an ancestor who is a Benedictine monk, we would rather not know it.
No one is exempt from grief.
Children are wickeder than adults, they have no sense of restraint.
No wonder Wonderland isn't funny to read anymore: We live there full time. We need a break from it.
...but the tale itself is a trickster and doesn't hesitate to lie. It is anachronistic with a vengeance. It emerges always and everywhere, overt or disguised, pureblood or hybrid, and healthy as sin.
To look into the mirror is to see the future, in blood and rubies.
From torched skyscrapers, men grew wings.
I like to think Im a pretty good-natured guy and pretty civil and probably not ever truly guilty in any serious way of any legal infractions.
I like classical music of the late 19th and early 20th centuries, and I adore Bach above all.
Small steps to the madhouse still get us there at last
Only he with the hobbled foot fully knows the beauty of running. Only he with the severed ear can apprehend what the sweetest music must sound like. Our ailments complete us.
And it's a cold place the world, especially when warmed by arsen.
For fun? Maybe evil is an art form.
Little critters fried like fritters come out crunchy and divine.
When I write a book, I write very cleanly from page one to the last page. I hardly ever write out of sequence.
In the end, all disguises must drop.
Oh, everything is gorgeous once it's gone.
While I pride myself on trying to be creative in all areas of my life, I have occasionally gone overboard, like the time I decided to bring to a party a salad that I constructed, on a huge rattan platter, to look like a miniature scale model of the Gardens of Babylon.
My first job was scooping ice cream at Friendly's in Albany, New York. I hated the work, most of my colleagues, and the uniform, and I more or less lost my taste for ice cream permanently.
There may be no city in the clouds, but dreaming of it can enliven the spirit.
Sorrow has a name, and its name is loneliness. Sorrow has a shape, and its shape is absence. Sorrow is a sickness like any other.
...I dabble in causes and effects.
The devil is a very big angel, but a very little man.
I may not be sure if monsters exist, but I’d rather live my life in doubt than be persuaded by a real experience of one.
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