“Furthermore, the writer is not there to see the reaction of the person he writes to, so there’s a great unknown to the process that requires a leap of faith.”

Anything you ever make that matters takes a long time.

And if a man promises to build a ladder tall enough to reach it, she believes him, hikes up her skirt, and follows him to the stars.

No matter how large a horse’s ass you are, to stay by your side until death. A fool could tell you this is a bad deal.

Relief is a wonderful emotion, highly underrated.

The Wise County Bookmobile is one of the most beautiful sights in the world to me.

And then just like real sisters, we listen and don’t judge.

On every shelf, we see ourselves, experience our collective conscious, describe our dreams and our great longing for times that have passed.

There’s nothing an artist needs more – even more than excellent tools and stamina – than a deadline.

I even love the smell of books.

For a woman, love is the highest dream.

They do not begin to describe me. They do not begin to express what is inside of me.

All the aspects of playwriting, scene-building, the architecture of dramatizing.

I never knew my grandmothers, but I could always count of the Bookmobile.

All the things I thought I was – simple and plain and sometime funny – are very small words.

Pomegranate Soup is glorious, daring and delightful.

Moments are history. If you have enough of them, they become a story.

“The king may die, or I may die, or the horse may die. Furthermore, in a year, who knows? Maybe the horse will learn to fly.” My philosophy is like that man’s. I take the long-range view.

Furthermore, I think Carthage must be destroyed.