You can tell when something's not moving forward anymore. When the doubts you have about it don't go away.
Jeffrey EugenidesShe understood that her heart operated on its own instructions, that she had no control over it or, indeed, anything else.
Jeffrey EugenidesWords, words, word. Once, I had the gift. I could make love out of words as a potter makes cups of clay. Love that overthrows empire. Love that binds two hearts together, come hellfire & brimstone. For sixpence a line, I could cause a riot in a nunnery. But now -- I have lost my gift. It's as if my quill is broken, as if the organ of my imagination has dried up, as if the proud -illegible word- of my genius has collapsed.
Jeffrey Eugenides