I'm used to rereading e-mails, even, before sending them - a bit compulsive. So this is high speed roller coaster for me!

Do what you want to do, and don't worry if it's a little odd or doesn't fit the market.

Why don't you like the foods I like?" he asks sometimes. "Why don't you like the foods I make?" I answer.

If you think of something, do it. Plenty of people often think, “I’d like to do this, or that.

Like a tropical storm, I, too, may one day become ‘better organized.

There seemed to be three choices: to give up trying to love anyone, to stop being selfish, or to learn to love a person while continuing to be selfish.

My stories are sometimes closer to poems or meditations, but often there is at least a little narrative in them.

Art is not in some far-off place.

Work hard and meticulously. When in trouble, look closely at a text that is a good example of what you're trying to do. And be patient.

I'm a fierce editor! I don't edit out things that I began by saying, usually. The editing is on the micro level - a comma here, a word there.

I do see an interest in writing for Twitter. While publishers still do love the novel and people do still like to sink into one, the very quick form is appealing because of the pace of life.

When a problem threatens to engulf you, there's nothing like irrelevant detail to keep your head above water.

If you do something different, you leave your herd! And to leave your herd means to reborn with creative abilities!

Our eyes only see the big dimensions, but beyond those there are others that escape detection because they are so small.

Beside him, making scarcely a sound, walked James, Sirius, Lupin, and Lily, and their presence was his courage, and the reason he was able to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

If there's a power above us, (And that there is all nature cries aloud Through all her works,) he must delight in virtue.

Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.

Nothing is more tragic - or more common - than mental inertia.

It matters not how you play the game, So long as you never lose.

"Then we are living in a place abandoned by God," I said, disheartened. "Have you found any places where God would have felt at home?" William asked me, looking down from his great height.

And worse I may be yet: the worst is not So long as we can say 'This is the worst.