“They stared into the distance as though they were being absorbed into an alternate space-time reality. Perhaps they were. But probably they already had been.”

“I write across several genres. Im a slut for words. I cant keep it in my literary pants.”

“I write across several genres. I’m a slut for words. I can’t keep it in my literary pants.”

“Sibyl, what do you want?I want to live, the Sibyl said, and her voice rang rich and full. I want to keep on living forever and watching heroes and fools and knights go up and down, into the world a...”

“When God is driven to the periphery of the public square, the human spiritual capacity longs for exercise, and it often finds it in the suspension of disbelief and activity of the imagination that ...”

“When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.”

“I do not love men: I love what devours them.”

“Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.”

“Part of his mind was screaming, but it was a distant one and easy to ignore.”