Sometimes the loudest cries for help are silent.

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.

I always think the insecurity is going to go away, but it's always there. Only bad writers think they're good.

A torn jacket is soon mended, but hard words bruise the heart of a child.

She was a wicked thing sometimes. All full of want. As if the shape of the world depended on her mood. As if she were important.

Two Romans seem to deliver no contest. Send three, so that I may deliver proper tribute!

Let a man overcome anger by love.

I think you have a pact with an audience in every picture, and I think the pact is to try and be truthful and to be real.

For generations, even many otherwise decent white Southerners learned to despise black people.

Never is a woman so fulfilled as when she chooses to underwhelm her schedule so she can let God overwhelm her soul.

Happiness is a wondrous commodity: the more you give, the more you have.

I wish Europe would let Russia annihilate Turkey a little--not much, but enough to make it difficult to find the place again without a divining-rod or a diving-bell.

It's as if we're higher apes who had a language faculty inserted.