The darkest of men carry the brightest of lights

All I wanted was to be loved for myself." (Erik)

Darkness does not age; nothing is always nothing

The world is a fairy tale; we are its guardians.

If you want to know a country, read its writers.

To go against the grain is the secret of bravery.

Christ did not ask or want to be what he was not.

Either you will be you or you will not be at all.

Every man's memory is his private literature.

Eternity is a glorious word, but eternity is ice.

In The End The Words Are The All And The Nothing.

Nothing reminds us of an awakening more than rain.

Human beings have their great chance in the novel.

Literature is a microscope; it shows us the unseen!

They blossomed, they did not talk about blossoming.