Perhaps it was that I wanted to see what I had learned, what I had read, what I had imagined, that I would never be able to see the city of London without seeing it...

Like the ‘good’ characters in literature, the sane don’t have any memorable lines.

Why did you leave? Am I not good enough? Where did you go? When did it happen? ..Who are you?

He judged the instant and let go; he flung himself loose into the stars.

Idolatry happens when you worship or praise anything excessively to the point of causing you to believe it reigns supreme. All things on this earth are temporal, even your very own desires. Be careful that...

Damon Galgut talks about his novel In a Strange Room.” The Guardian. 10 September 2010.]

Hurricanes couldn’t remove you from my mind. You’re my world and I’m incapable of not loving you.

Sometimes fact is stranger than fiction.

The monkey liked most humans. They left food cans outside their homes for his family to rummage through in the morningsun. Some yelled and threw sticks, but were slow and didn’t bite. Humans were mostly...

There has always been, for me, this other world, this second world to fall back on–a more reliable world in so far as it does not hide that its premise is illusion.

When you touch a man’s body, he will enjoy the moment, when you touch a man’s heart he will remember it forever.

C, it was like my breath was stolen. My heart seemed to merge with yours. When you came into my life, all I wanted was you. All I thought about was you. Your smile, your...

I mutter and mutter and no one to listen. I speak my words in Japanese and my daughter will not hear them. The words that come from our ears, our mouths, they collide in the...

The only moral it is possible to draw from this story is that one should never throw the Q letter into a privet bush, but unfortunately there are times when it is unavoidable.

There is no right or wrong, only what we believe is more right or more wrong

The Doctrine is the Ecstasy

I mostly believe, deep in my bones, that life is very simply beyond description; regardless of what one makes of it, life always spills over the parameters of how anyone has chosen to define it.

If you want the extra-ordinary, you’ve got to be willing to forsake the ordinary’ – Annie Grimes in Mr Alhourani’s Dead Man’s Spots

If anyone or anything tries to curse or kill the Goodness at the Center of all things, it will just keep coming back to life. Forever Easter.

Jesus of Nazareth could have chosen simply to express Himself in moral precepts; but like a great poet He chose the form of the parable, wonderful short stories that entertained and clothed the moral precept...

Everything was quiet now. It was even too freaky quiet. The house seemed big without anyone else inside. It felt lonely; like a ghost town.

Since truth is often stranger than fiction, fiction needs to be pretty weird.

Everyone asks me how I got started into writing. I wish I had some cool story to tell, but the truth is pretty lame. My wife and I were having a drink on our back...

I should like to write about what happens when fictive people encounter and are embellished by real people.

The marks we leave are too often scars.

Richard Papen: As it happened, I knew Gartrell. He was a bad painter and a vicious gossip, with a vocabulary composed almost entirely of obscenities, gutteral verbs, and the world “postmodernist.

Change the world so that nothing else is changed.

Hurry up, Man, and do something. Kiss her, muzzle her…shove a sock in her mouth—

People say it’s not what happens in your life that matters, it’s what you think happened. But this qualification, obviously, did not go far enough. It was quite possible that the central event of your...

When you see a small change in your life it means its a huge change in personality and your trait

Sick is a relative concept. We’re all sick. The question is, what degree of functionality do we have with respect to the rules society sets for desirable behavior? No actions are in themselves symptoms of...

The novel remains for me one of the few forms…where we can describe, step by step, minute by minute, our not altogether unpleasant struggle to put ourselves into a viable and devout relationship to our...

For too long now divinity and destiny have legitimized what reason and compassion would not. An individual for a family, a family for the kingdom, a kingdom for an empire… And now – an empire...

Fiction that adds up, that suggests a “logical consistency,” or an explanation of some kind, is surely second-rate fiction; for the truth of life is its mystery.

We both must burn this midnight oil together. You’re just as new to me as I am you.” –Andrew

I’m not above using unsavory beings to kick the Gods’ asses, but the Phantoms are too unpredictable for my taste,” I said.

We all have the best laid plans for our children, and they go and ruin it all by growing up any way they want to. What the hell was it all for, then? (Real Life...

I looked at Micah, who shrugged. I looked at Rafael, who shook his head. Nice that none of us knew why he was undressing.

I do love you. I love you enough to accept who you are. Why can’t I received the same feeling in return?”-Ariel

How scary and sudden the shift from Living to Dead.

If a wizard should take up residence in your garden and requests food, you are obliged to feed him.

He led her back to the house, the perfume from the acacia clinging to her. The djinn was supposed to live in the scent of the acacia blossom, making themselves visible only to the young...

When good Americans die, they go to Paris,’ the ghost said, after taking a drag on a small cigarette.But you’re not dead. I suppose the question must be, are you good?

You know I love you,’ said the other mother flatly.’You have a very funny way of showing it,’ said Coraline.

If all that one sees is a tiny speck of perspective in the larger scheme of things. And each perspective is made alive by the amalgamation of learning. And learning is a mere accumulation of...

I believe that all things happen under the watchful eye of God and the lessons we learn along the way only serve to make us stronger.

Everything bleeds into everything and fiction is just this funny desperate little attempt to staunch the bleeding.

Speculative fiction encompasses that which we could actually do. Sci-fi is that which we’re probably not going to see.

Romantic literature is in effect imaginative lying.

Stacy smiled proudly and he filed the image of her sweet face in the section of his heart he shared with no one else ~ Brian, Song of the Snowman”Mom said if you put ears...