How did writing come to me? Like bird’s down on my windowpane, in winter. Just then there rose in the heart a struggle of firebrands, which has, still now, not ended.

If all the dreams come true, would you even dream then?

There's no such thing as no chance.

Nature gives all, without reservation, and loses nothing; man or woman, grasping all, loses everything.

Angel is right,"said Dr. G-H quickly. "This is my clumsy way of demonstrating." "Demonstrating what?" I was barely able to keep a snarl out of my voice. "How to get yourself beat up in one easy step?

The stardom thing happened and now I'm trying to make a comeback, if you want to call it that.

The reason I want to be alone, is I'm tired of all the things that went wrong that would've went right if I had did 'em on my own

Knitting is repetitive, rewarding, and calms me down like a warm bath. But it takes up juuuust enough brainspace that I can't come up with ideas. Which is too bad, because I love multitasking.

Guns don’t kill people. Video games, the media and Barack Obama’s budget kill people.

It comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him.