“There were two ways of looking at it: imagining that it was far away and big, in the first place; in the second, that it was small and near. But at any rate, a stupid, hard, brown mountain. How she...”

“but the crime is more important than the punishment. I enliven all of me in my happy instinct for destruction.”

“I ask myself: is every story that has ever been written in this world, a story of suffering and affliction?”

“In the world there exists no aesthetic plane, not even the aesthetic plane of goodness.”

“Where does music go when its not playing?she asked herself. And disarmed she would answer: May they make a harp out of my nerves when I die.”

“I have grown weary of literature: silence alone comforts me. If I continue to write, its because I have nothing more to accomplish in this world except to wait for death. Searching for the word in ...”

“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.”

“Strength is taking charge of your own destiny and not waiting on others to do so. You dont have to swear and drink and beat people up and slay monsters. Youre allowed to cry and take care of childr...”

“In that moment, she hated his quiet patient tone, hated the stench of the incense, and hated the beauteous pity painted on the faces of the women on the walls. Their expressions contained serene un...”

“I closed the door and sank into my desk chair. My heart was pounding even harder. I felt like someone who had just staggered out of her car after an accident on a freeway. This was different from t...”