Creativity exists in the present moment. You can't find it anywhere else.

Stress is an ignorant state. It believes that everything is an emergency.

Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go.

Handwriting is more connected to the movement of the heart.

We are important and our lives are important, magnificent really, and their details are worthy to be recorded.

I used to think freedom meant doing whatever you want. It means knowing who you are, what you are supposed to be doing on this earth, and then simply doing it.

This is your life. You are responsible for it. You will not live forever. Don't wait.

Writers end up writing about their obsessions. Things that haunt them; things they can’t forget; stories they carry in their bodies waiting to be released.

It is odd that we never question the feasibility of a football team practicing long hours for one game; yet in writing we rarely give ourselves the space for practice.

Write what disturbs you, what you fear, what you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to be split open.

Play around. Dive into absurdity and write. Take chances. You will succeed if you are fearless of failure.

The beautiful part of writing is that you don't have to get it right the first time, unlike, say, a brain surgeon.

It's freezing up here. What did you use to keep warm?""Indignation, " said Michelangelo. "Best fuel I know. Never burns out.

And I thought:History is like a horror story.

I have never been brought up a Catholic - I mean, a Roman Catholic - we're all Catholics, aren't we? We're Protestant Catholics, whether we're from Methodist or Baptist or what.

All the tired horses in the sun How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.

I like doing things that are very wildly different. I find that the meat and vegetables of being an actor is doing things that are completely different, all the time.

My husband and I go to Il Fico every Friday, and I get the whole-wheat pizza. I won't eat pizza anywhere else!

When I was ten, my pa told me never to talk to strangers. We haven't spoken since.

My neighbor, she invited me to an Elvis party. I told her I couldn't come 'cause I'd be too busy making fun of her from behind my blinds.