...we were like two people standing apart on separate mountain peaks, recklessly leaning forward to throw stones at one another, unaware of the dangerous chasm that separated us.
Amy TanI read a book a day when I was a kid. My family was not literary; we did not have any books in the house.
Amy TanThe muse appears at the point in my writing when I sense a subtle shift, a nudge to move over, and everything cracks open, the writing is freed, the lanuage is full, resources are plentiful, ideas pour forth, and to be frank, some of these ideas surprise me. It seems as thought the universe is my friend and is helping me write, its hand over mine.
Amy TanWhen you already believe something, how can you suddenly stop? When you are a loyal friend, how can you no longer be one?
Amy Tan