And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.

I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live.

The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

How we need another soul to cling to.

So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.

Writing, then, was a substitute for myself: if you don't love me, love my writing & love me for my writing. It is also much more: a way of ordering and reordering the chaos of experience.

If they substituted the word 'Lust' for 'Love' in the popular songs it would come nearer the truth.

Is anyone anywhere happy?

Living with him is like being told a perpetual story: his mind is the biggest, most imaginative I have ever met. I could live in its growing countries forever.

The future is what matters — because one never reaches it, but always stays in the present — like the White Queen who had to run like the wind to remain in the same spot.

If we know what can happen in a minute will could have avoid all tragedies.

I rarely repeat playing the same role in a show. I figured I'd plumbed 90 percent the first time around, so let's move on to something where I'm starting from scratch.

Never in the history of the world have so many people been so rich; never in the history of the world have so many of those same people felt themselves so poor.

Most people are paralyzed by fear. Overcome it and you take charge of your life and your world.

Faith doesn’t mean an absence of fear. It means facing fear and trusting that God’s goodness is greater.

Where does love begin? In our own homes. When does it begin? When we pray together. The family that prays together stays together.

A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within itself, may after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the spiritual part.

I don't want records. I want a Super Bowl ring.

The miser, poor fool, not only starves his body, but also his own soul.

But the close withdrew: the hand softened. It was over-- the moment.