Where do you go for help if you need a whole new life?

What most books need is a good sharp pair of scissors.

If you lived forever you'd get bored. Death is there to underline the fact that you are living and your heart is pumping blood.

At times it flows freely and spills like virulent blood. At other times it lies dormant.

At times I think that the worst thing about people is that they don't fucking tell each other anything.

The only problem with being any kind of artist is that you get cursed with the artistic temperament.

The trick to surviving rock bottom days is to survive them.