What if we had a chance to do it again and again, until we finally did get it right? Wouldn't that be wonderful?
Probably not needing to be published would give me more time to think about a book.
You can step in the same river but the water will always be new.
If you don't have a unique voice, then you're not really a writer.
Perhaps we are on an insula ex machina, an artificial place not in the real world at all -- a backdrop for the stories we must tell.
Ursula craved solitude but she hated loneliness, a conundrum that she couldn’t even begin to solve.