She was like a lone angel floating above the surface of the earth, laughing with delight because she could fly but crying out of loneliness.

Failure has been my best friend as a writer. It tests you, to see if you have what it takes to see it through.

My arms are killing me. I didn't know words could be so heavy.

If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.

Because you don't learn anything unless you can find the patience to read. TV takes that away from you. It robs you from your mind.

We expressed love for this dog by ... knowing without showing that we cared for him.

I traveled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.