...we fear monsters because we fear the dark parts of ourselves...
...in my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain...
...nobody ever takes from the desert anything but aridity and monsters...
...the feelings that pass between us are deeper than fleshly touches...
...the art of Europe is drowned in the centuries in the war-scarred face of a motherland..
...the magic of love runs at cross purposes with the rhythm of living...
...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...
...I remember your profile in darkness outlined by stars ...
...a dream isn't a wish - it's an altered state of consciousness ...
At a certain age, death becomes familiar to you-or a loss becomes familiar-the tragedies that are more commonplace in life.
I have been taking classes and I'm familiar with stage, but I'm not as familiar with acting on camera.
...when the room goes silent, someone has spoken with authority...
...little children adore me - I'm a Troll Tamer and they know it!...
...I look out at the world through your transparent face...
...writers, like priests, should have compassion...and a sensitivity to pain...
...you knew I was confused, tormented, but you enticed me - led me on...
...you can have a dark heart and be a writer, but you can't have a black one..
...it begins with isolation - demons always inhabit desolate places...
...never be disappointing - you may wound me, but you must never be disappointing...
...spiritual or emotional pain doesn't become a memory so much as a bruise ...
...the best way to forgive someone is to enter into their sufferings ...
