Life can only be kept by giving it away. But then it will bloom.
Laughter nibbled at my lips like tiny fish in warm water.
It's unimaginable to me that I wouldn't write, but it's very imaginable that I won't write for a little while.
Anger is its own excuse and its own reward.
I have a theory that Southern madhouses are full of gifted women who were stifled.
Somebody said writing is easy, you just sit down at your typewriter and open a vein. It depends on the book. Some, I have to do quite a lot of research, which I like. Others are much closer to me.