I was persisting in reading my present environment in the light of my old one.

Hunger has always been more or less at my elbow when I played, but now I began to wake up at night to find hunger standing at my bedside, staring at my gauntly.

If you possess enough courage to speak out what you are, you will find you are not alone.

A writer who hasn't written anything worth-while is a most doubtful person.

Writing is a mode of being. If I write I live.

I can't do negative, needy, or narcissistic anymore. Oh wait, I can still do the last one, aw nuts.

We have had enough, once and for all, of Hedonism--the gloomy philosophy which says that Pleasure is the only good.

In acting class, you're trained to express yourself as much as you can.

Where am I and doing what? You might well ask. Freaky chick, you say? You can't imagine. I am priestess of a sandcastle in a land of dust and starlight.

When I work a game as an analyst, all I do is look at the game like a coach. Why was something successful? What makes it work? I just try to use my expertise and whatever insight I have to the game.

How rude for the created to tell the Creator "I wasn't worth it. You didn't do a good job when you made me. I wasn't worth dying for." You don't get a choice! He's the one who gets to decide.

In less than twenty-five years . . . the motor-car will be obsolete, because the aeroplane will run along the ground as well as fly over it.

Write this: Since my boy is the coach, I'm going to try out for the Dolphins next year. Tight end.