Luck is not as random as you think. Before that lottery ticket won the jackpot, someone had to buy it.

One of the things that I've noticed over the years is that I seem to be fascinated as a writer with the notion that we already have all that we need.

The master of the garden is the one who waters it, trims the branches, plants the seeds, and pulls the weeds. If you merely stroll through the garden, you are but an acolyte.

I started to write. And I wrote and wrote all through high school.

I love to fool my readers, but in a good way. If you've read any of my work, there's a good chance that at some point I surprised you.

I see no profound progress taking place when there is no hope, no inspiration, only drastic overthrow and rebellion. Before having a revolution of thought there must be real ideals to aspire to, and they are only to be found within.

Sunrise paints the sky with pinks and the sunset with peaches. Cool to warm. So is the progression from childhood to old age.