All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.

She was saying goodbye and she didn't even know it.

If a guy like you can stand up and do what you did, then maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.

I procrastinate in spades. In my defence, I also try to have all other distractions solved before I can concentrate on writing. My small theory is that to write for three hours, you need to feel like you have three days. To write for three days, you need to feel like you've got three weeks, and so on.

Death waits for no man - and if he does, he doesn't usually wait for very long.

If I ever leave this place- I'll make sure I'm better HERE first.

All told, she owned fourteen books, but she saw her story as being made up predominantly of ten of them. Of those ten, six were stolen, one showed up at the kitchen table, two were made for her by a hidden Jew, and one was delivered by a soft, yellow-dressed afternoon.