You and I may only be mortals, with all the foolishness and fallibility that that state implies, but we're mortals made in the image of heaven. The gods can't do their work without us. So let's be bold, in their cause and in our own. It's our job, we humans, to make manifest that which is unmanifest-and to raise into consciousness, in this material dimension, that which had been known before only in heaven.

...she (the artist, the writer) doesn't wait for inspiration, she acts in the anticipation of its apparition.

Stay stupid. Follow your unconventional crazy heart.

Figure out what scares you the most and do that first.

Don't prepare, do. Don't let Resistance sucker you into wasting months on background, foundation, planning. All that can come later.

Start before you’re ready.

The highest treason a crab can commit is to make a leap for the rim of the bucket.