“Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder goe wh...”

“No," said a voice, "the only thing wrong on a night like that is that there is a world and you must come back to it.”

“We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy. Something's missing.”

“We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam.”

“We haven't been too bad, have we?""No, nor enormously good. I suppose that's the trouble - we haven't been much of anything except us, while a big part of the world was busy being lots of awful thi...”

“Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. Youve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it.”

“If I ever saw my muse she would be an old woman with a tight bun and spectacles poking me in the middle of the back and growling, "Wake up and write the book!”

“Laughing in my ear is a muse amused by how I paint her whims on paper with silly words.”

“Never fails. Every new book I write seems impossible, writes like I'm typing from dictation, edits like I didn't write it, and finishes like I couldn't possibly have written it.”

“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.”

“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”

“The road to hell is paved with adverbs.”