There was a time when I thought I loved my first wife more than life itself. But now I hate her guts. I do. How do you explain that? What happened to that love? What happened to it, is what I'd like to know. I wish someone could tell me.

A great danger, or at least a great temptation, for many writers is to become too autobiographical in their approach to their fiction. A little autobiography and a lot of imagination are best.

I’d like to go out in the front yard and shout something. “None of this is worth it!” That’s what I’d like people to hear.

Fiction shows the external effects of internal conditions. Be aware of the tension between internal and external movement.

Honey, no offense, but sometimes I think I could shoot you and watch you kick.

Remember Haydn's 104 symphonies. Not all of them were great. But there were 104 of them.

Anyone can express himself or herself, but what writers and poets want to do in their work, more than simply express themselves, is communicate.