Dying ain't important. Everyone does that. What's important is how well you do your living.

Books, and especially fiction, do not proceed from ideas. They are born from feelings

It ain't how long you know somebody that means anything. It's what that person mean to you in your heart.

I write because the lives of all of us are stories. If enough of those stories are told, then perhaps we will begin to see that our lives are the same story. The differences are merely in the details.

But there are times when a tree can no longer withstand the pain inflicted on it, and the wind will take pity on that tree and topple it over in a mighty storm. All the other trees who witnessed the evil look down upon the fallen tree with envy. They pray for the day when a wind will end their suffering. I pray for the day when God will end mine.

We remember with our emotions. The things that were important in our emotional life, that's what we remember.

Dying ain't important. Everyone does that. What's important is how well you do your living.