Books make great gifts because they have whole worlds inside of them. And it's much cheaper to buy somebody a book than it is to buy them the whole world!

In a perfect world$$$ you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you'll never see again.

She says nothing at all$$$ but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches$$$ with sad eyes$$$ the slow dance of the infinite stars.

The wise man that holds his tongue says more than the fool who speaks.

The universe is non-simultaneously apprehended.

Chaos: it has no plural.

Recognize yourself in he and she who are not like you and me.

Don't classify me$$$ read me. I'm a writer$$$ not a genre.

If humanity does not opt for integrity we are through completely. It is absolutely touch and go. Each one of us could make the difference.

I'm not trying to counsel any of you to do anything really special except dare to think. And to dare to go with the truth. And to dare to really love completely.