Writers write. That's all it is. It is as simple, and as complex, as that.

Quiet people have the loudest minds.

Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.

The water was glassy and calm, still candy-colored in the afterglow of sunset.

A life without love is like a tree without fruit.

The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool.

Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work.

Outside, daylight was bleeding slowly toward dusk.

You can't deny laughter; when it comes, it plops down in your favorite chair and stays as long as it wants.

People who try hard to do the right thing always seem mad.

The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there... and still on your feet.

Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn't happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer?

We are defined as artists by the pull of our hearts, not the creation of our hands.

Though the captives' resistance was dangerous, through such acts, dignity was preserved, and through dignity, life itself.

In England I would rather be a man a horse a dog or a woman in that order. In America I think the order would be reversed.

Sometimes my mind boggles. It's so deep my mind actually boggles

My religion? Well, my dear, I am a Millionaire. That is my religion.

But the rule seems to be that the bigger and more life-changing the decision, the less it will seem like a decision at all.

You have arms and legs, but don't know what to do with your lives.

The future is not about what you do, it's about what you stand for.

Goodbye don't mean gone.