“Everything bleeds into everything and fiction is just this funny desperate little attempt to staunch the bleeding.”

“Writing is really very easy. Tap a vein and bleed onto the page. Everything else is just technical.”

“I want the freedom to carve and chisel my own face, to staunch the bleeding with ashes, to fashion my own gods out of my entrails...”

“A star shoots bleeding across the skyline, a companion to the black wind. Silence comes sweeping across everything.”

“Toward the evening the sky took on the same color as the fires. Everything took on that color, the sky, the buildings, even the ground. Just before the sunset the red in the sky would deepen to the color of blood. I imagined the sky bleeding. I imagined the heavens suffering with us. To this day a red sunset reminds me of the bleeding sky of Auschwitz.”

“In case you didn't know, dead people don't bleed. If you can bleed-see it, feel it-then you know you're alive. It's irrefutable, undeniable proof. Sometimes I just need a little reminder.”