Angels come in all sizes and shapes and colors, visible and invisible to the physical eye. But always you are changed from having seen one.

Writing is so hard.... The first draft writing is so hard that sometimes in the beginning, before the work itself takes over, carrying you on its flood, you must give yourself rewards. "When I write this chapter, I can call my boyfriend." "When I finish one page more, I can get an ice cream cone." "If I write this section, I'll find a check in the mail."

... where do they go when they die? We hear of the elephant graveyards, where the elephants go to die, but how much more curious it is that birds are not falling out of the sky all the time, on our heads, at our feet, dying and falling and flopping to the ground. I rarely see a dead bird on the ground.

When I'm having trouble I write by hand. There is some connection between the mind and the fingers that draws out words.

A shiver runs down your spine when you realize it is not our imagination. Something is watching us out there.

Coincidence is God's way of performing miracles anonymously.

Harriet Beecher Stowe thought Uncle Tom's Cabin was written through her by Another Hand, so little did she know what was going to happen from moment to moment in the book. She herself was amazed at what she was writing.