Who do you serve? Do you serve somebody? I serve the poem, no one..

I never have anything to talk about..

What God originates, God orchestrates..

I like my work to stand on its own as much as possible..

There is beauty in everything, Just not everybody sees it.

Swallows and Amazons for-ever!.

Some changes are so slow, you don't notice them, others are so fast, they don't notice you..

We must redefine the word food, or we must redefine the word cannibal..

Courage is walking naked through a cannibal village.

I didn't see my character, Core, as a cannibal but as somebody who is extremely passionate and who doesn't have any conscience. She takes her passion….

We cannibals must help these Christians..

Love is when you suddenly wake up as a cannibal, and not just any old cannibal, or else wake up destined for devourment..

Are there any vegetarians among cannibals?.

I hold that such a question can never arise except in a society of cannibals..

Think of it. To go down to posterity as a 'man who lived among the cannibals.'.

For all his tattooings he was on the whole a clean, comely looking cannibal..