“We shall not cease from explorationAnd the end of all our exploringWill be to arrive where we startedAnd know the place for the first time.”

“Advice," Doa Vorchenza chuckled. "Advice. The years play a sort of alchemical trick, transmuting one's mutterings to a state of respectability. Give advice at forty and you're a nag. Give it at sev...”

“Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.”

“Is not our purest form of writing that done without the taint of money?”

“One single letter cures the blank page.”

“When you write, you can write yourself into the world of your dreams or the world of your nightmares. The choice is yours!”