Im 48 years old, not a kid anymore by any definition, but here is a universal truth that every adult at some point will realize: We are all always 17 years old, waiting for our lives to begin.

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.

How could we have been afraid of her? She was only dead. It’s the living we fear.

Time is Money, I am No Ones Honey, Trust Me. I can Make It Dollars Every Second.

When (Rube) Waddell had control and some sleep, he was unbeatable.

Accidentally consumed five biscuits when I wasn't paying attention. Those biscuits are wily fellows - they leap in like sugary ninjas

Marriage is sought and kept alive by a deep yearning to know another and be known by another.

You can not live your life just based on what everyone else thinks.

Given any new technology for transmitting information, we seem bound to use it for great quantities of small talk. We are only saved by music from being overwhelmed by nonsense.

At Christmas you can get real bargains. I saw one item marked down ten dollars. It was a yacht.

I will consistently strive to learn by what I hear, see, and feel. I will write down the important things I learn, and I will do them.

I used to say that if you gave me a trillion dollars to build a sentient or conscious machine I would give it back. I could not honestly say I knew how it works.