Occupation: Writer Birth: August 27, 1959
Y'know, Nature's unpredictable -- that's why we had to tame her. Maybe we went too far, but in principle we made the right decision..
I would rather have regrets of excess than regrets of denial..
The pain is when the dreams change, as they do, as they must..
When we say we can pull resources away from libraries, from culture, from those parts of the education system that are not about utility, what we are….
Quest is at the heart of what I do-the holy grail, and the terror that you'll never find it, seemed a perfect metaphor for life..
Now that physics is proving the intelligence of the universe what are we to do about the stupidity of mankind? I include myself. I know that the eart….
There is still a popular fantasy, long since disproved by both psychoanalysis and science, and never believed by any poet or mystic, that it is possi….
When a woman gives birth her waters break and she pours out the child and the child runs free..
When people looked at him they had the feeling of being shut out. He did not shut them out. He shut himself in..
Our broken society is not born out of the triumph of the individual, but out of his effacement. He vanishes, she vanishes, ask them who they are and ….
In the presence of love, hearth and quest become one..
Happy ending are only a pause. There are three kinds of big endings: Revenge. Tragedy. Forgiveness. Revenge and Tragedy often happen together. Forgiv….
When my husband had an affair with someone else I watched his eyes glaze over when we ate dinner together and I heard him singing to himself without ….
We bury things so deep we no longer remember there was anything to bury. Our bodies remember. Our neurotic states remember. But we don't..
What to say? That the end of love is a haunting. A haunting of dreams. A haunting of silence. Haunted by ghosts it is easy to become a ghost. Life eb….
Only a fool tries to reconstruct a bunch of grapes from a bottle of wine..
I would eat my way into perdition to taste you..
Art is enchantment and artists have the right of spells..
I learned capacity for self-reflection very early, finding it through interior monologues that books are so good at and that visual media is so bad a….
It may be that there was no reason or purpose, for mankind must always be finding reasons where there are none, and comfort in a purpose that hardly ….
That walls should fall is the consequence of blowing your own trumpet..