I never met a chocolate I could not eat.

Like a small animal burrowing into its hole, I shift furniture around, and back myself into a cozy corner, with my back to the wall...and then I can write.

For the moment, my life is a little schizophrenic.

.. that terrible feeling that you're not good enough to be loved by the people you love most, and eventually by anyone else.

I work too hard and don't play enough.

I publish six books a year now, which is very exciting. But it keeps me into my typewriter at all times! Now that my children have grown up, I'm with my typewriter 20 hours a day.

Sometimes life will make you give up what you love most.