My Hatred Gives Me Strength.

To Know I Was Beautiful In His Eyes Made Me Beautiful.

Once You Get Below The Floor Of Our Personal Identities, We're All Connected. Perhaps That's Why We Can Move Into Others' Lives.

As An Artist, You Can Never Get What You Want. What You Do Never Approaches What You Want It To Be.

She Would Be Half A Planet Away, Floating In A Turquoise Sea, Dancing By Moonlight To Flamenco Guitar.

I Use My Fiction To Explore My Own Unconscious Issues. I Usually Don't Even Know What's Going On With Me Until I'm Writing.