A lie is an act of theft. It steals peoples faith and makes them resent themselves

There's nothing like rejection to make you do an inventory of yourself.

I used to save all my rejection slips because I told myself, one day I'm going to autograph these and auction them. And then I lost the box.

If there is any human tragedy, there is only one, and it occurs when we forget who we are and remain silent while a stranger takes up residence inside our skin.

The system shaves the dice on the side of those with money and power, and anyone who believes otherwise deserves anything that happens to him.

You do it a day at a time. You write as well as you can, you put it in the mail, you leave it under submission, you never leave it at home.

And like most middle-aged people who hear the clock ticking in their lives, I had come to resent a waste or theft of my time that was greater than any theft of my goods or money.

How do you explain to yourself the casual manner in which you threw your life away?

...and I wonder if there is any way to adequately describe the folly that causes us to undo all the great gifts of both Earth and Heaven.

When you find the right people, you never let go. The people who count are the ones who are your friends in lean times. You have all the friends you want when things are going well.

That's one of the great advantages of age. You can say, I don't want to, I don't care, you can throw temper tantrums, and nobody minds.

Darkness, no matter how powerful it may seem, can be driven back by the tiniest spark.

Don’t just manage

Humility is recognizing we can't give anything to God that He hasn't already given to us.

Nothing worse than a piece of dried out fish.

Let me wake up next to you, have coffee in the morning, and wander through the city with your hand in mine.

To throw oneself into strange teachings is quite dangerous.

The trouble with most of the things that people want is that they get them.

Writing requires a great deal of skill, just like painting does. People don't want to learn those skills.

That picture of me running down the beach - I'll never forget doing that, because I made the hairdresser, who was the only man on the shoot, turn his back.

The Earth doesn't care what we need; Mother Nature doesn't negotiate.