My best stories come out of nowhere, with no concern for form at all.
A writers job is to destroy and then to build the thing back up again by a chosen means.
You need to see a bit of hell now and then. That, and great joy.
Whoever you are, be that person with all your might. Time goes by faster than we thought. It is a thief so quiet. You must let yourself be loved and you must love, parts of you that never loved must open and love. You must announce yourself in all particulars so you can have yourself.
Love and despair go hand in hand.
I thought I was writing for a fairly hip, intelligent crowd; I just thought there were more of them out there. But they're not. They're not out there waiting. They're not gonna use their intelligence on your book.