Fame is a funny thing, like a secret, both are hard to keep.

I read because one life isn't enough and in the pages of a book, I can be anybody.

I caught a glimpse of happiness, and saw it was a bird on a branch, fixing to take wing.

I'm so far gone that I'm telling the truth. It sounds like a foreign language.

Writing is communication, not self-expression. Nobody in this world wants to read your diary except your mother.

Because nobody but a reader ever became a writer.

We don't write what we know. We write what we wonder about.