The only way you can write is by the light of the bridges burning behind you.
This is how you hold onto your family. You hold them with open hands so they are free to find futures of their own. It's just that simple.
I read.. because one life is not enough
We don't write what we know. We write what we wonder about.
Because nobody but a reader ever became a writer.
Never trust an ugly woman. She's got a grudge against the world,' said Grandma who was no oil painting herself.