Words are like leaves,. . .like people really, fond of their own society.
Agents and publishers only want one thing - good writing.
Failure concentrates the mind wonderfully. If you don't make mistakes, you're not trying hard enough.
Love isn't sensible, Red. I think that's the point.
Take no heed of her.... She reads a lot of books.
Without unscrambled eggs, there was no time travel, no more depredation of the Now, and we could look to a brighter future of long-term thought--and more reading.