The first book we fall in love with shapes us every bit as much as the first person we fall in love with.

Fire will burn any human body it touches, and starvation will waste it, but stories are not so predictable in their effects.

If we weigh the significance of a book by the effect it has on its readers, then the great children's books suddenly turn up very high on the list.

There is a perfect someone, even if the road to that someone isn’t all that perfect.

Writers would be warm, loyal, and otherwise terrific people-if only they'd stop writing.

Make no mistake, the organizations website counsels. You will be writing a lot of crap. And thats a good thing. By forcing yourself to write so intensely, you are giving yourself permission to make mistakes. To forgo the endless tweaking and editing and just create. I am not the first person to point out that writing a lot of crap doesnt sound like a particularly fruitful way to spend an entire month, even if it is November.

Dreams would always end with you, and then mornings would steal you away with a cruelty that haunted my days.