How to Draw a Picture (XII) Know when you're finished, and when you are, put your pencil or your paintbrush down. All the rest is only life.

Kids, fiction is the truth inside the lie, and the truth of this fiction is simple enough: the magic exists.

Some part of me knew from the first that what I wanted was not reality but myth.

Fools are the only folk on the earth who can absolutely count on getting what they deserve.

Somebody asked Somerset Maugham about his place in the pantheon of writers, and he said, "I'm in the very front row of the second rate." I'm sort of haunted by that.

Working on a new idea is kind of like getting married. Then a new idea comes along and you think, 'Man, I'd really like to go out with her.' But you can't. At least not until the old idea is finished.

Nightmares exist outside of logic, and there's little fun to be had in explanations; they're antithetical to the poetry of fear.