I was a new person then, I knew things I had not known before, I knew things that you can know only if you have been through what I had just been through.

I've come to see that I'm saying something that people generally do not want to hear.

I didn't know it was possible to be successful as a writer, so I wasn't afraid to fail.

But you know, where did the Brontes go to college? Where did George Eliot go to college? Where did Thomas Paine or Thomas Jefferson or George Washington go? Did George Washington go to college? This idea which we now have that people ought to have these credentials is really ridiculous. Where did Homer go to college?

One day I was living silently in a personal hell, without anyone to tell what I felt, without even knowing that the feelings I had were possible to have; and then one day I was not living like that at all. I had begun to see the past like this: there is a line; you can draw it yourself, or sometimes it gets drawn for you; either way, there it is, your past, a collection of people you used to be and things you used to do. Your past is the person you no longer are, the situations you are no longer in.

Tomorrow exists even though I may not exist in it.

One's obligation every day, is to choose to follow the nobler one.