I wrote for twelve years and collected 250 rejection slips before getting any fiction published, so I guess outside reinforcement isn't all that important to me.

A snake will always be a snake, even if you put a chain around its neck and try to make it walk upright.

What a surprise to find you could shift the contents of your head like rearranging furniture in a room.

If this was adulthood the only improvement she could detect in her situation was that she could now eat dessert without eating her vegetables.

It had been fourteen years and I hadn't had anything published. I had 250 rejection slips. I got my first novel published and it was called Kinflicks. It turned out to be a best seller.

The strength you've insisted on assigning to others is actually within yourself.

The only obvious advantage to being an adult is that you can eat your dessert without haying sampled the vegetables.