Try to write at least 500 words a day. You may ditch 499 of them tomorrow, but you will still be moving forward.

Know that you hold my heart, my hopes, in your hands.

But don't blame me for the food. My wife knows a hundred and one ways to incinerate a cow, and as far as I can tell she's still experimenting.

I chose to believe that God, a benign God, would understand our sufferings and forgive us our trespasses.

I was once told by someone wise that writing is perilous as you cannot always guarantee your words will be read in the spirit in which they were written.

He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.

...I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn't have met, and who didn't like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other.