This is a short book because most books about writing are filled with bullshit.

People who try hard to do the right thing always seem mad.

A woman who would steal your love when your love was really all you had to give was not much of a woman.

I don't spend the day writing. I'll maybe write fresh copy for two hours, and then I'll go back and revise some of it and print what I like and then turn it off.

You've got to do something to fill up your day. And I can only play so much guitar and watch so many TV shows. It fulfills me. There are two things about it I like: It makes me happy, and it makes other people happy.

She couldn't be on his wavelength all the time. That's all. When you could recognize that and deal with it, you were on your way to an adult relationship.

If we don't have each other, we go crazy with loneliness. When we do, we go crazy with togetherness.