It was not fair, it was not fair, it was not fair. So cried his child's heart, and then his child's heart died a little. For that is also the way of the world.

Reading a good long novel is in many ways like having a long and satisfying affair

By the time I was fourteen the nail in my wall would no longer support the weight of the rejection slips impaled upon it. I replaced the nail with a spike and went on writing.

Any word you have to hunt for in a thesaurus is the wrong word. There are no exceptions to this rule.

Above, the stars shone hard and bright, sparks struck off the dark skin of the universe.

They were trying to run, trying to hide. But the rock would not hide them; the dead tree gave no shelter.

A change is as good as a rest.