The human desire to know why is as powerful as the desire to know what happened next, and it is a desire of a higher order.

Most writing is done between the mind and the hand, not between the hand and the page.

The only justification for writing a novel is that it should be wonderful. Adequate is inadequate.

What matters is not publication or success (success is bad for your prose) but the practice of the imaginative act. Our damaged values depend on it.

The sensation of writing a book is the sensation of spinning, blinded by love and daring. It is the sensation of rearing and peering from the bent tip of a grass blade, looking for a route.

Part of the trouble is that I've never properly understood that some disasters accumulate, that they don't all land like a child out of an apple tree.

In Literature, only trouble is interesting.

I sit and pass judgment on myself: this is dull, this is unclear, this is insignificant: ergo I am dull, I am unclear, I am insignificant.

What is the pattern of change?

If character is the foreground of fiction, setting is the background, and as in a painting's composition, the foreground may be in harmony or in conflict with the background.

Our Positivity repels the external negative energy and attract the positive energy.

Clear clutter. Make space for you.

Anybody can be a great photographer if they zoom in enough on what they love.

I am sure that few successful men are so-called 'natural geniuses.'

I want to get away, I want to fly away. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What is the most rigorous law of our being? Growth. No smallest atom of our moral, mental, or physical structure can stand still a year. It grows - it must grow; nothing can prevent it.

I'm not a Hollywood director. I'm an in spite of Hollywood director.

In India a farmhand was caught in the act with his cow. He said he had bad eyesight and thought it was his wife.

I hate it when people say that they don't like 'MMMBop.' Everyone likes 'MMMBop.' Whether they like it or not, the song rocks.

To have that powder blown up your nose is rather like being shot out of a rifle barrel lined with Baroque paintings and landing on a sea of electricity.