I’m uncomfortable with verbs; they expect too much.

My lone silence has the quality of marshmallows, padded with sugary dough, but other people’s silence is punctured with pointy, jagged blades.

I WANT A friend called Penelope. When I know her well enough, I’ll ask her why she doesn’t rhyme with antelope.

I like that the makers of Arabic didn’t insist upon a ‘U’ after a ‘Q’: ‘Muhaqqaq’ looks fearless, undaunted, unencumbered by ‘U’s.

My ears have been saturated with other people’s works recently; today I will hear only my own.

If hobbits live in Middle Earth, then every third person in Middle Third should be a hobbit.

I'm uncomfortable with verbs; they expect too much.

Her voice sounds like it's under the sea already, and when I look at her face, it's full of bliss and waves.

Summer has landed overnight, and the street is full of arms and legs that are not usually seen; they seem detached from their owners like so many piles of limbs in the death scene of a war film.

My lone silence has the quality of marshmallows, padded with sugary dough, but other people's silence is punctured with pointy, jagged blades.