I’m Not Used To Girls, Or Familiar

These Things You Did Were Like Prayers; You Did Them And You Hoped They Would Save You. And For The Most Part They Did. Or Something Did; You Could Tell By The Fact That You Were Still Alive.

Heroes Need Monsters To Establish Their Heroic Credentials. You Need Something Scary To Overcome.

There Is Something Powerful In The Whispering Of Obscenities, About Those In Power. There's Something Delightful About It, Something Naughty, Secretive, Forbidden, Thrilling. It's Like A Spell, Of Sorts. It Deflates Them, Reduces Them To The Common Denominator Where They Can Be Dealt.

An Eye For An Eye Only Leads To More Blindness.

For Me The Novel Is A Social Vehicle, It Reflects Society.