For our stories are not yet finished, and perhaps will never be.
One day you'll discover that the opinions of worthless people are worthless.
Happy children do not seem to grow up to be writers.
Obviously it could be, because it was.
But I don't read or listen for pleasure. I have too much else to do.
I wish my readers took less of my time - about a third of my working time goes to them - but I love and need them all.