If someone loves you for what you can do then it's flattering, but why do you love them? If someone loves you for who you are then they have to know you, which means you have to know them.

Writing is a job, a talent, but it's also the place to go in your head. It is the imaginary friend you drink your tea with in the afternoon.

Part of it is living in Tennessee. I'm so out of the loop. And as a person, I'm out of the loop. I'm oblivious by nature.

Never be so focused on what you're looking for that you overlook the thing you actually find.

No matter how much we love a book, the experience of reading it isn't complete until we can give it to someone who will love it as much as we do

Only a few of us are going to be willing to break our own hearts by trading in the living beauty of imagination for the stark disappointment of words.

You are always someones favorite unfolding story

Just because things hadn't gone the way I had planned didn't necessarily mean they had gone wrong.

I can write for any magazine now, in any voice. I can do it in two hours, I could do it in my sleep, it's like writing a grocery list.

There can be something cruel about people who have had good fortune. They equate it with personal goodness.

Sometimes not having any idea where we’re going works out better than we could possibly have imagined.

When doubted, double your efforts

The skin of her face, parched by the monotonous dietof salty rain, with tremendous effortgave wayto a smile.

Thoughts become things? True, but that analysis is not complete - we need to add two more words: thoughts become things through energy.

I mean, I hate to gloat, but I'm extremely satisfied with my position in life and the way things have worked out for me.

The only way through death is death itself.

Great power involves great responsibility

Listen, if anything happens to Yoko and me, it was not an accident.

The pictures achieve something rarely articulated about the metaphysical state of swimming: The body, immersed, feels amplified, heavier and lighter at the same time. Weightless yet stronger.

I used to live a very social life and never spend much solitary time looking at birds or reading.

Regret is the most tiresome of companions.