“She felt the adagio from Joaquin Rodrigos Concierto de Aranjuez strumming at her inner thighs like a guitar, and then slowly moving upwards until it wrapped around her heart in its denouement.”

“Most people live their lives laying prostrate before a false god, waiting for a cue to rise. There are no cues, only decisions. Shall I have dessert? Shall I have the best of the wine? Shall I love...”

“The earth is a mosaic, and most fail to notice the gossamer tesserae floating down from the realm of the mind that form its images of beauty and horror.”

“Perhaps she was happiest when she was out of control. She looked at the fates and said three little words, not one regret.”

“Creativity is at the root of excitement.”

“Jagged needle, wicked liesFrom under the skin, pluck evil eyes.Destiny change from pain and coldNow that you pay in blood and soul.”

“Time is not a means to keep or prove your worth in the world, but a means to experience the richness of all that is.”

“You cannot borrow half of who you are from someone else, yet people try to do it all of the time, they just call it a relationship!”

“She would have thought that working and living in continuous happiness, harmony, and security day after day would lead to mental lethargy, that her writing would suffer from too much happiness, tha...”

“The isolation spins its mysterious cocoon, focusing the mind on one place, one time, one rhythm - the turning of the light. The island knows no other human voices, no other footprints. On the Offsh...”

“It was the inverse of an island in the sea.”

“The sweet-smelling aroma of the island spices still hung in the air. It filled his nostrils and titillated his appetite all over again. His appetite drove him mad for something much more than food.”

“One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.”

“The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?”

“Stephen kissed me in the spring,Robin in the fall,But Colin only looked at meAnd never kissed at all.Stephens kiss was lost in jest,Robins lost in play,But the kiss in Colins eyesHaunts me night an...”