Quotes About Author

I try to give the media as many confusing images as I can to retain my freedom. What's real is for my children and the people I live with.

I made two movies before The Police had a hit record: I did Quadrophenia and a film called Radio On.

I've spent a bit of time with the Prince of Wales, who I respect greatly. I'd give two cheers for the Monarchy.

Lothar, the agency's long-suffering cat, a cranky black-and-white mongrel named Lothar, came over and rubbed against my leg.

He was luminous with a strange indigo light. He was inhuman, like a demon.

Varian had become an obsession with Finnigin, his image expanded into some kind of demiurge.

Othman was nearby, causing trouble, no doubt. Perhaps he'd found another youthful Grigori like herself to seduce and corrupt.

Peveral Othman had been demonic in his obsessions, but he had never experienced doubt or regret. Shem yearned for that strength of indifference now.

A faint but discomfortable memory of a screaming face surfaced in Shem's mind.

Valraven is confused by feeling. It sends him reeling, which is both endearing and exasperating.

I no longer found the crowd intimidating, but rather pathetic; they too were just cavorting imps and demons on a stage.

Whatever moments of unity they might have shared when they came out of the water had gone now. Secrets had changed them, unspoken words.

Azazel must come to me, Sofia. This you know. I don't want him contaminated by the Parzupheim's lies and machinations

In the act of violating their supposed victim, they surrender their soul to the magician's power.

My father was still using every available opportunity to clip me for my part in Sammael's re-emergence into the world.

How quaint my imagination has been, she thought. Foy killed it. She showed me too much and destroyed my capacity to dream.

I rambled on incoherently, to an equally incoherent Aniti, about the sacrifices I had made for my lone life's path, which precluded all intimate relationships of a long-term nature.

What right had he to come and talk to them so casually in their grief and despair?

Being as he is, such a sensual creature, I realised he needed to establish himself with Rayojini in his own way.

He was like a sculptor, shaping flesh. His hands, his lips, travelled her body, carrying sensation.

Ushas was not the most celebrated of soulscapers, but she was one of the most glamorous soulscaper currently available for commision.

I reclined against my sofa, and delivered the final thrust of the needle to his heart.

An insane idea begged to recognition in my head, one that I hardly dared to consider.

As trainees, I and my peers were taught not only how to enter the soulscape and wander it at will, but also to manipulate the information and symbolism we might find there.