I thought we had lost you. I thought we'd done something worse than let you die.' His old arms were tight and strong about me. I was kind to the old man. I did not tell him they had.

Don't listen to people who tell you that very few people get published and you won't be one of them. Don't listen to your friend who says you are better that Tolkien and don't have to try any more. Keep writing, keep faith in the idea that you have unique stories to tell, and tell them.

How do you politely explain to someone that you had believed for years he was a moron as well as a Fool?

History is no more fixed and dead than the future. The past is no further away than the last breath you took.

I thought we had lost you. I thought we'd done something worse than let you die.' His old arms were tight and strong about me. I was kind to the old man. I did not tell him they had.

When you spring to an idea, and decide it is truth, without evidence, you blind yourself to other possibilities.

What a man can take with a sword, a woman can give by her flesh alone. Life.