And the wind gathered the leaves as a mother gathers her children and blew them irrevocably, lovingly, into the haunted wildness

— Elliot Mabeuse

But when I write, I feel like the most important man in the world, because when I write, I give meaning to things. I create significance, and I create meanings, and as hard as that may for you to believe, that's really even more important in the long run than life and death.

— Elliot Mabeuse

Life was profligate with beauty, only if you stopped to look, only if you had someone to share it with.

— Elliot Mabeuse

Yes. Menace and danger, That's what passion is-dangerous love-love that put you at risk, that gets a hold of you and makes you do things you wouldn't normally do. It's the only love worth having.

— Elliot Mabeuse