Learning is not the accumulation of knowledge, but rather, one thing only: understanding

You have to live life if you're going to create believable lives on paper.

If you fall into water, you may still be saved. But if you fall down in literary matters, there is no life left for you.

And oh I want so much to sing, I tell myself no. But it is so hard to keep from singing.

Learning is not the accumulation of knowledge, but rather, one thing only: understanding

Secrets could never be rushed. They had to come of their own accord, on their own schedule. That way ,when they came , the offered themselves as a gift.

Or, in truth, eventually, though I still noticed, the callouses on my spirit prevented wounds (p.75).