Emotions retain a timeless photographic memory. Good or bad, you can never forget how a person makes you feel.

A fiction writer is nothing more than the ambassador of an alternative world of their own design. Their success dwells in how many people their work entices to relocate

When writing fiction, you learn to only put things and characters in, that are going to progress your story. There is something to be learned about that approach in real life

Once you realize that the imagination is non-fiction, the world is yours

The true magic of novels dwells within us individually. Each reader will interpret every single character, scene, and metaphor in a slightly different way

I find it boring and a waste of time debating other people’s opinions, however challenging my own is always intriguing and there is where I inevitably discover growth.

Growth dwells not in standing one’s ground, anyone can do that. Personal growth comes from reaching past insecurities with a sincere effort to acquire an understanding that does not mirror your own.

When you are touched by a calling, answer on the first ring. As time passes the volume decreases until it is silenced forever by our allotted time.

The definition of brilliance is redoing failures different each time and expecting successful results.

When their eyes connected she tilted her head slightly…paused, and smiled. It was as if she needed to see him at a different angle to insure that her instant desire wasn’t a vanishing mirage

There is an awkward silence that overcomes you when cross paths with the person that kisses your heart the second that you meet them. It balances on the edge of unknown but always desired.

Development of outlook naturally begins with a respect for God... Reverence to God and reverence for one's neighbor and reverence for oneself as a servant of God.

I'd marry again if I found a man who had fifteen million dollars, would sign over half to me, and guarantee that he'd be dead within a year.

When I retired from my music November 1997, it had been 37 years.

I was born where there were no enclosures.

If I go to hell, then heavens to blame

No, I never thought I would like cats.

There ought t'be some way t'eat celery so it wouldn't sound like you wuz steppin' on a basket.

Become the most passionate person you know. It'll be contagious.

I'm somewhat of a perfectionist, I think, and I strive for perfection.

A cat can be trusted to purr when she is pleased, which is more than can be said for human beings.