Khrushchev reminds me of the tiger hunter who has picked a place on the wall to hang the tiger's skin long before he has caught the tiger. This tiger has other ideas.

Sydney is rather like an arrogant lover. When it rains it can deny you its love and you can find it hard to relate to. It's not a place that's built to be rainy or cold. But when the sun comes out, it...

When it blows here, even the seagulls walk.

The four building blocks of the universe are fire, water, gravel and vinyl.

Film spectators are quiet vampires.

If you are caught on a golf course during a storm and are afraid of lightning, hold up a 1 - iron. Not even God can hit a 1 - iron.

Life is a perilous voyage.

My heart is like a singing bird.

On a hairpin turn, above the dead forest, on no day in particular, a white Toyota crashed into a black Mercedes, for a moment blending into a blur of gray.

You're rarer than a can of Dandelion & Burdock and those other girls are just post-mix lemonade

So when she looked in the mirror one day, and saw the beginning of thorny protrusions on her legs, a slight greenish tinge to her skin, she sighed. It was inevitable. - The Monster In Her Bedroom,...

I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.

I swear we'd lose our hearts if they weren't with elastic and butterfly pin clasped safely in.

You are not a handgun. More like a pellet gun. Maybe even a slingshot.

Anaemia is an illness primarily affecting characters in novels.

Most fires crackle and pop, but that's not really the fire talking, it's the wood. To hear the fire itself you need a huge blaze like this one, a furnace so powerful it roars with its own wind. I...

I'll stop loving you the day my shadow stops following me around. Because on that day, nothing will make sense.

The wise oyster stays in its shell.

Tied to the physical, deaf to the eternal, riveted by my own shortcomings, I was thinking only of what a bad choice I'd made when choosing a partner for a chat. This guy was faking timidity to lure...

I stared, like always. A tree in the Petrified Forest. I looked down at my hands and feet and ordered them to move, only they wouldn't.

I think: perhaps the sky is a huge sea of fresh water and we, instead of walking under it, walk on top of it; perhaps we see everything upside down and the earth is a kind of sky, so that when we die,...

There is absolutely nothing that can harm the shadow. Nothing. I advise you strongly not try.

His voice gave out and he made several wavy motions with his hand, indicative of the shape of a woman who would probably be unable to keep her balance.

Cigarette kisses the flame. But the mouth kisses the woman.

Train journeys are about possibilities. They denote a change in state. When you arrive, you are no longer the same person who departed.

He was her moon. He balanced out her tides.

Kali has a habit of doing these beautiful works that never translate during the races in the afternoon. They call animals like her morning glories, or horrendous bets. Take your pick.

Because you can't be as in love as we were and not have it invade your bone marrow. Our kind of love can go into remission, but it's always waiting to return. Like the world's sweetest cancer.

See this abdicated beast, once king of them all, nibble his claws: Not anger enough left - no, nor despair - To break his teeth on the bars.

How do you express a skinny blonde werewolf and a former toad in a cake?