“what I remember is the silence in spite of the noise. In my head itmight just as well have been a snowy day in the country.”

“Go Placidly, Amid the noise and Haste & Remember what peace there may be in silence...”

“I just believed it easily, the way you might believe and in fact remember that you once had another set of teeth, now vanished but real in spite of that. Until one day, one day when I may even have been in my teens, I knew with a dim sort of hole in my insides that now I didn't believe it anymore.”

“Silence makes the loudest noise in your head !”

“These long years later it is worsefor I remember what it wasas well as what it might have been.”

“January 8 has been a lucky day for me. I have started all my books on that day, and all of them have been well received by the readers. I write eight to ten hours a day until I have a first draft, then I can relax a little. I am very disciplined. I write in silence and solitude. I light a candle to call inspiration and the muses, and I surround myself with pictures of the people I love, dead and alive.”