As a general rule, writing is very inconvenient.

No more crying. It's all wetness and no comfort at all.

But, how do you know if an ending is truly good for the characters unless you've traveled with them through every page?

All I've ever wanted was to be near you.

Many times I have learned that, you never judge a book by its cover. Like people, it is the inside that counts.

Writing a first draft and reminding myself that I'm simply shoveling sand into a box so that later I can build castles.

Mama used to say, you have to know someone a thousand days before you can glimpse her soul.

It was karma, it was kismet, it was magic. It doesn't matter how it happened, just that it did.

I think the only way to get through this life is laughing hard and constantly, mostly at myself.

You are my butterfly and refuse to set you free.

I do like the world quite a lot.

For every person who rides with a moral high-horse, they also have a dead horse that they haven't fed lying somewhere out of sight.

People in general are equally horrified at hearing the Christian religion doubted and at seeing it practised.

You can't jump from little things to big things. It just takes time and patience.

People hate people who are good at things. People hate people who are cute.

Spend eighty percent of your time focusing on the opportunities of tomorrow rather than the problems of yesterday.

The vortex theory [of the atom] is only a dream. Itself unproven, it can prove nothing, and any speculations founded upon it are mere dreams about dreams.

There is a kind of sense of truth and reconciliation that is non-formalized, but it's understood and accepted. Haitians are Haitians and there is an inherent loyalty that forgives an awful lot.

Building a successful life is much like building anything else: it should be thoroughly thought about in advance and then carried through to completion.

My mother's great. She has the major looks. She could stop you from doing anything, through a closed door even, with a single look. Without saying a word, she has that power to rip out your tonsils.

True to her inveterate habit, rationalism reverts to 'principles,' and thinks that when an abstraction once is named, we own an oracular solution.