Quotes

The fear and anxiety of baring my soul
is transcended by the thrill and honor
and wonderfulness of being able to
touch and affect so many people...
having people look into my mind,
my imagination... into my heart and soul.

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love,
the things you are, the things you never want to lose.

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder,
with a dash of the dictionary.

You know you've read a good book when you
turn the last page and feel a little
as if you have lost a friend.

Writers seldom choose as friends those self-contained characters who are never in trouble, never unhappy or ill, never make mistakes and always count their change when it is handed to them.

Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
~ Isaac Asimov