To the discovered, the discoverer can be a god..

The future and the past are equally meaningless because they are nebulous entities, times that do not exist, containing events which have no echo bec….

Love is harsh, and it consumes. And more than anything, it demands sacrifice..

I like to think I'm positive and optimistic about things generally, but what I write does tend towards the darker end of the spectrum..

Voyaging great distances -- through forests, from island to island, across plains and into the mountains -- is all about finding ourselves..

At the heart of any poor soul not at one with the Force, there is only void..

It wasn't a case of me sitting down and thinking, right then, what shall I do with my life? Airline pilot? Plumber? Guitar manufacturer? Writer .... ….

Hate misleads, fear distorts and love blinds..

Nature is a big influence on my work. That's where the cosmic element comes in, an awareness of the relevance of what we do as a species, why we do i….

If you do not fear God, then fear your dreams, because they're how He talks to you..

Growing up closes so many doors. The modern world doesn't allow for miracles, so we don't see them. It's a very precious gift, an open mind, but it's….

Between a gasp and a sigh, a life can change forever..

Love is a warm brain, not a leaping heart..

Any writer takes inspiration from what they read and watch, and over their career works on forming their own voice. I think it was probably Stephen K….

Humans crave knowledge, and when that craving ends, we are no longer human..

Get an agent. Seriously, submitting stuff unagented means it will end up on the slush pile. An agent is the first quality filter, and a good agent is….

The Force is neither light nor dark, master nor slave, but a balance between extremes..

The reaction to death is sometimes as violent as death itself. Shock throws a cautious coolness over your senses, but your stomach still has knots, y….

Dreams are life, real life, not simply reflections. Dreams are honest..

There's no denying that the way horror has been packaged in the past has done it no favours. Lurid black covers adorned with skulls, corpses crawling….

Your life is a blank, and you're barely a shade across it..