... bums on the outside, libraries inside.

I started writing every day. I never stopped.

If you learn only methods, you'll be tied to your methods, but if you learn principles you can devise your own methods.

Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.

There was her face, like a summer peach, beautiful and warm, and the light of the candles reflected in her dark eyes. [He] held his breath. The entire world waited and held its breath.

We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam.

All isn't well with the world.