I don't remember who said this, but there really are places in the heart you don't even know exist until you love a child.

That thing you had to force yourself to do-the actual act of writing-turns out to be the best part.

They believe that if they do get published, a wonderful new life is in store. It will turn out that deep down they are really valuable people and will have lots of money from now on and really cool people like Ethan Hawke will be dropping by all the time. But it's a lie. Being a published writer will make them long to be ONLY as mentally ill as they are now. Their current level of obsession and doubt and self-loathing will look like the good old days. Honest.

You must not inflict life on someone who will be resented.

No matter what circumstances, it's hard to be a parent and maintain a sense of self and identity in the world.

You can safely assume that you've created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.

Your inside person doesn’t age. Your inside person is soul, is heart, in the eternal now, the ageless, the old, the young, all the ages you’ve ever been.