How Easy It Was To Make People

Life Is A Disease.

If There Is Such A Thing As Sin In This World, I Think It Must Be Shutting Oneself Up Against Hope.

Much Of The Activity We Think Of As Writing Is, Actually, Getting Ready To Write.

I Work Continuously Within The Shadow Of Failure. For Every Novel That Makes It To My Publisher's Desk, There Are At Least Five Or Six That Died On The Way. And Even With The Ones I Do Finish, I Think Of All The Ways They Might Have Been Better.

The Best Antidote I Have Found Is To Yearn For Something. As Long As You Yearn, You Can't Congeal: There Is A Forward Motion To Yearning.