I'm going, she said. I love you but you're crazy, you're doomed.

Invent yourself and then reinvent yourself.

The wisdom to quit is all we have left.

not writing is not good but trying to write when you can't is worse.

I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but belief is a graveyard.

The writing's easy, it's the living that is sometimes difficult.

and the color in my eyes has gone back into the sea.