I'm a little bit of a control freak.

You bring your own weather to the picnic.

The ugliest truth, in the end, was still better than the prettiest of lies.

Only bad writers think they're good.

Hope can be the most wonderful thing in the world or it can crush your heart like an eggshell.

..."better to have loved and lost" bullshit. Don't show me paradise and then burn it down.

There are three things that make a person a writer: inspiration, perspiration and desperation.

Trust is like that. You can break it for a good reason. But it still remains broken.

This is the price you pay for having a great father. You get the wonder, the joy, the tender moments - and you get the tears at the end, too.

A novel is like a sausage. You might like the final taste but you don't want to see how it was made.

Sometimes the loudest cries for help are silent.

Man is the master of Woman" - this statement may have been a glorious fact of primitive life in the wild, but it is nothing but an obnoxious stain on psyche of the thinking humanity.

But in the end, black can never be white, one plus one must always equal two, and Mara Lynn was a normal little girl.

As with anything in life, when you have certain experiences at pivotal times, they shape you.

I'm finding that success is way more time-consuming than failure ever was.

Outdoors for me is walking from the car to the ticket desk at the airport

Who needs action when you got words?

Rest, nature, books, music...such is my idea of happiness.

All innocent mechanisms are muddied up with experience. Children become less and less translucent. Layers of guile and suspicion grow. It's the law of paternal disenchantments.

A medium is a bridge between two minds.

I'd work for John Waters again, because he's so off the wall.