“Writing, at its best, is a lonely life.”

Never confuse movement with action.

I’m not brave any more darling. I’m all broken. They’ve broken me.

The rain will stop, the night will end, the hurt will fade. Hope is never so lost that it can’t be found.

No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader.

There is no friend as loyal as a book.

Never delay kissing a pretty girl or opening a bottle of whiskey.

All thinking men are atheists.

Always do sober what you said you’d do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.

When you stop doing things for fun you might as well be dead.

All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

A man can be destroyed but not defeated.

No one you love is ever truly lost.

Optimism can keep a fool from accepting failure.

A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.

Any man’s life, told truly, is a novel.

Adoption has been a part of my life and a part of my family, so it was how I wanted to start. It felt natural and right to me.

Life is very hard, isn’t it? It does kill you, after all.

I’ve got this amazing relationship with God that is better than life, itself, so marvelous, so wonderful that everything else can fall apart and I’m okay.

I have always believed that if you want to achieve anything special in life you have to work, work, and then work some more.

So much about living life, to me, is about humility and gratitude. And I’ve tried very hard to have those qualities and be that person and I’m just so disappointed in myself that I allowed it to slip.

Life is very simple. What I give out comes back to me. Today, I choose to give love.

Survival is the second law of life. The first is that we are all one.

Here’s to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.