This is writing. You cut out chunks of your own memories, rework them, bleed into them, breathe into the raw clay, and hope the creature lives.

Adventures are only interesting once you've lived to see the end of them. Before that, they are nothing but fear, and being too cold or too hot or too wet or too hungry, and getting hurt.

I have never yet figured out what to do about good advice that you get, and that you know right away would help you, but that you cannot follow.

Courage is nothing more than taking one step more than you think you can.

The only place you will be accepted is the place you make for yourself.

Actions have consequences... first rule of life. And the second rule is this - you are the only one responsible for your own actions.

If you don't accept responsibility for your own actions then you are forever chained to a position of defense.