You've been quiet lately...but it's not so much the quiet as something inside the quiet.

No more crying. It's all wetness and no comfort at all.

But, how do you know if an ending is truly good for the characters unless you've traveled with them through every page?

All I've ever wanted was to be near you.

Many times I have learned that, you never judge a book by its cover. Like people, it is the inside that counts.

Writing a first draft and reminding myself that I'm simply shoveling sand into a box so that later I can build castles.

Mama used to say, you have to know someone a thousand days before you can glimpse her soul.

It was karma, it was kismet, it was magic. It doesn't matter how it happened, just that it did.

I think the only way to get through this life is laughing hard and constantly, mostly at myself.

You are my butterfly and refuse to set you free.

I do like the world quite a lot.

Let me rephrase.” He took a seething step toward me. “When it comes to you… I don’t like to share.

The things you don't know or understand are as important as your desire to know them. This is the relationship of man to mystery.

My thoughts ran a wool-gathering.

Get the best people and train them well.

If you try to be anyone but yourself, you will fail; if you are not true to your own heart, you will fail. Then again, there's no success like failure

Just doing any kind of work - even an interview for breakfast television - makes me feel happy.

And if you can channel the truth of your own experience onto the stage, that's what the audience wants to see.

No matter what else they're doing, women are also always nurturing.

Without music in a horror there is actually such a big part missing.

Anyone who has passed though the regular gradations of a classical education, and is not made a fool by it, may consider himself as having had a very narrow escape.