“Have more humility. Remember you don’t know the limits of your own abilities. Successful or not, if you keep pushing beyond yourself, you will enrich your own life – and maybe even please a few strangers.”

Nothing makes you feel more stupid than finding out you were wrong when you thought you were loved.

Surgery is just stabbing in a courteous environment

Remember you love writing. It wouldn’t be worth it if you didn’t. If the love fades, do what you need to and get it back.

Read. As much as you can. As deeply and widely and nourishingly and ­irritatingly as you can. And the good things will make you remember them, so you won’t need to take notes.

We are not all connected. We are bags of skin. We are all separate bags of thinking skin.

Write. No amount of self-inflicted misery, altered states, black pullovers or being publicly obnoxious will ever add up to your being a writer. Writers write. On you go.

We learn from here the humility of the Holy One, Blessed is He.

Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.

With disadvantages enough to bring him to humility, a Scotsman is one of the proudest things alive.

Humility is no substitute for a good personality.

Those who travel the high road of humility are not troubled by heavy traffic.

I believe everyone should have an opportunity to search for truth their own way.

Those that expose themselves as knowing the truth, lose the battle of innocence and humility and eventually pull a trigger at the universe. Wisdom chooses the unknown to be its reason.

The truth is in the mystery.