If war's first victim is truth, its second is clerical efficiency.
Nothing is as eloquent as nothing.
Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.
Write something every single day, even if it's just three lines. And it doesn't matter if it's any good - just write something every day.
Words are what you fight with but what you fight about is whether or not you're afraid of them.
How could I know a famished heart will eat its mind? Can kill its body?