“If you are good life is good.”

We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.

I am only 8 years old, I told myself. No little boy of 8 has ever murdered anyone. It’s not possible.

When you’re writing, it’s rather like going on a very long walk.

The writer walks out of his workroom in a daze. He wants a drink. He needs it.

I am suspicious of both facility and speed.

We make realities out of our dreams and dreams out of our realities. We are the dreamers of the dream.

If the Good Lord intended for us to walk, he wouldn’t have invented rollar skates.

An autobiography is a book a person writes about his own life and it is usually full of all sorts of boring details.

Me is the only one what won’t be gobbled up because giants is never eating giants.

Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.

Pain was something we were expected to endure. But I doubt very much if you would be entirely happy today if a doctor threw a towel in your face and jumped on you with a knife.

A writer of fiction lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not.

I’m wondering what to read next.

I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life.

Good writing is essentially rewriting.

All the reading she had done had given her a view of life that they had never seen.

You made me uncomfortable, in a good way.

I believe in using words, not fists. I believe in my outrage knowing people are living in boxes on the street. I believe in honesty. I believe in a good time. I believe in good food. I believe in sex.

The most savage controversies are those about matters as to which there is no good evidence either way.

What good are wings without the courage to fly?

It’s too good to be true things are bound to go terribly wrong at some point – whenever things are going good for a while.

Why do you call me only so you can control me god I know you are lying but remorse sounds so good in your throat?

Breathe in. Breathe out. Keep on breathing out the bad and breathing in the good.

She’s a daughter of the healers in Salem and even tho her wings are scorched she still chooses to do good.