If I waited for perfection... I would never write a word.

He was deciding whether to cut her throat or love her forever.

... Remember that forgiveness too is a power. To beg for it is a power, and to withold or bestow it is a power, perhaps the greatest.

There is good and mediocre writing within every genre.

Ten days after the war ended, my sister Laura drove a car off a bridge.

art happens. It happens when you have the craft and the vocation and are waiting for something else, something extra, or maybe not waiting; in any case it happens. It's the extra rabbit coming out of the hat, the one you didn't put there.

The animals have no need for speech, why talk when you are a word.