When you have an important story to tell, the words you need seem to come of their own accord.

my major form of exercise is jumping to conclusions.

There are old riders and bold riders, but no old bold riders.

When I began writing, the words that inspired me were these: A writer is someone who has written today. If you want to be a writer, whats stopping you?

Jealousy is an emotion. It doesn't have to make sense. In fact, it usually doesn't.

Give the girl an inch and she thinks she's a ruler.

A writer is someone who has written something today

Beyond a certain point, that was all a mother could do for her children - Hang around long enough to drive them crazy.

As I get older, the things I'm sure of become fewer.

I now can be sure that, once I start writing a book, I'll be able to finish it. I've also become more assured about my 'voice' as a writer and being able to keep the characters true to themselves.

I've been writing for a long time. I sat down to write my first novel in the middle of March of 1982.

As Branford Marsalis said in a beautiful essay he write upon Clarence's death, C was blessed with 'the power of musical intent.

Ahh the 90's I hated ye when I was in it, but I love it now that it's gone...

Average dies quicker than ever before. Digital doesn't mess around. It's binary.

While I’d like to believe in the possibility of a love that doesn’t involve denial, I haven’t seen an example yet.

I love the practicality of a good car. You know what I mean? And when I say 'practicality,' I mean the complete practicality of a Ferrari 458, a wonderfully fantastic every day car.

Progressive Conservative candidates from Quebec want to exert real power in Ottawa, not simply be content with playing a secondary role.

All right," I managed to say, just before I crumpled to the floor. "Let's see what you've got.

We have met with the dharma. Many of us have met with teachers. We do have some idea of what to do and how to practice. And we should not be lazy.

Anthology shows as a whole scare people. The networks can't quite get their heads around it.

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!