For me, closing libraries is the equivalent of eating your seed corn to save a little money.

Know that diamonds and roses are as uncomfortable when they tumble from one's lips as toads and frogs: colder, too, and sharper, and they cut.

Black as night, sweet as sin.

There are some as are what they are. And there are some as aren't what they seem to be. And there are some as only seem to be what they seem to be.

The old rules are crumbling and nobody knows what the new rules are...so make up your own rules.

I think that the biggest, quickest and hardest thing to learn for a writer is that what we think of as the unchanging verities of story are a load of bollocks. Absolute rubbish. There are no unchanging verities.

Go, and make interesting mistakes, make amazing mistakes, make glorious and fantastic mistakes. Break rules. Leave the world more interesting for your being here.