Writing is like sex. The more you think about it, the harder it is to do. It's better not to think about it so much and just let it happen.

I understand from my own work that haste makes waste. But I also understand that ... the creative spark dims, and then death puts it out. William Shakespeare, for instance, hasn’t produced a new play for 400 years. That, my friends, is a long dry spell.

Not writing would be like going the rest of your life without having dreams.

Some tears have to be cried no matter what the hour- until they are, they simply rave and burn inside.

We never know which lives we influence, or when, or why.

And as a writer, one of the things that I've always been interested in doing is actually invading your comfort space. Because that's what we're supposed to do. Get under your skin, and make you react.

But see that you get on. That's your job in this hard world, to keep your love alive and see that you get on, no matter what. Pull your act together and just go on.