Just once in my life--oh, when have I ever wanted anything just once in my life?

An idea might spark an essay, but never a story.

I probably have less revision than those who have that wonderful rush of story to tell - you know, I can't wait to tell you what happened the other day. It comes tumbling out and maybe then they go back and refine. I kind of envy that way of working, but I just have never done it.

I know that homes burn and that you should think what to save before they start to. Not because, in the heat of it, everything looks as valuable as everything else. But, because nothing looks worth the bother, not even your life.

Dreams: the place most of us get what we need.

I could claim any number of high-flown reasons for writing, just as you can explain certain dogs behavior... But maybe, it’s that they’re dog, and that’s what dogs do.

What I think," Chatty says, "is that if a man loves a woman more than a woman loves a man, then they're even.