I've always thought sleep was a wonderful invention. Not that being awake isn't nice too, of course. But when I get up in the morning, I think, boy, only fourteen more hours and I can be back to sleep again ... And I never dream, because it distracts my mind from pure sleeping.

I've never quite believed that one chance is all I get

But I don't think people take bad advice. They've got intuition too, you know. In fact I'd be surprised if they take any advice at all.

I wonder how many times we dream that kind of dream-something strange and illogical-and fail to realize God is trying to tell us something.

When I'm working on something, I proceed as if no one else will ever read it.

Once your mind is caught on the right snag, there's nothing so hard about the mechanics of writing.

They were like people who run to meet, holding out their arms, but their aim is wrong; they pass each other and keep running.