You make your own luck, Gig. You know what makes a good loser? Practice.

The best way to become a writer is to go off and write.

Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.

For her everything was red, orange, gold-red from the sun on the closed eyes, and it all was that color, all of it, the filling, the possessing, the having, all of that color, all in a blindness of that color." - Ernest Hemingway.

To hell with luck. I'll bring the luck with me.

Life breaks all of us but some of us get stronger in the broken places.

I belong to this notebook and this pencil.