He Made Me Think Of All The

Maybe That's What We Look For In The People We Love, The Spark Of Unhappiness We Think We Know How To Extinguish.

I Know Very Few Writers Who Outline Fully Before They Start. It Just Doesn't Seem Possible To Do, Because So Many Things Don't Come Out Until You're Absolutely Knee-deep In The World.

I Really Wanted To Be A Musician, But It Turned Out I Had No Sense Of Time.

It Just Took Some People A Little Longer Than Others To Realize How Few Words They Needed To Get By, How Much Of Life They Could Negotiate In Silence.

I Have Actual Dreams Of Bruce Springsteen Calling Me Up On Stage To Wear A Bandanna And Play Rhythm Guitar Next To Little Steven.