Publishing is, by its nature, about deadlines, and deadlines are toxic.

My life is extremely full and wretchedly busy, and I feel that while my life drains energy from my work, my work in turn drains energy from my life. The result is, I am always playing catch-up spiritually. That is my thorn.

I made real sacrifices and took big risks. But living, it seems to me, is largely about risk.

For a very long time, I wrote a book a year, and was eager and willing to do it, to put bread on the table, to have my work out there. Now I must write a book every two years, and that's never enough time, either.

The firefly only shines when on the wing, So it is with us--when we stop, we darken.

Loving can be hard. Sometimes we don't feel loving, but it isn't all about feeling. Very often it is about will. Practice that if you can.

Cynics will say there are no good people out there. And if you read the papers and watch TV news you could be convinced of that. But there are good people.