Stories have the ability to take us inside all kinds of life.
I learned years ago that love could be temporary and still be love.
Being a Boy Scout saved my life. I was a bookish, introverted kid, shy and withdrawn, unhappy and easily bullied. I was also gay, although I didn't know it yet. I should've been miserable. But being a scout got me out of myself and into the world.
There was no point in doing art if you were going to be second-rate.
We’re happier when the assholes are villains.
Imaginative writers often project their own monsters and meanings on basic facts.