“Dear, I can't write, it's all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession.”

“I read obsessively when I'm writing. I think there are two kinds of fiction writers, those who read incessantly while they write and those who can't read at all, lest their individual voices get overwhelmed, or tainted somehow. I'm the first kind. To use a painfully precious metaphor, I need fixed stars to navigate by, otherwise I get lost in the blankness of the page.”

“What can I say? I'm obsessed. And as we all know obsessed girls can't be held responsible for our actions.”

“All right, you caught me. I'm secretly obsessed with you and spend all my free time writing about you in my journal. 'Dear Diary, today Will was an ass for the 467th day in a row. He's so dreamy”

“I'll be writing until I can't write anymore. It's a compulsion with me. I love writing.”

“Dear Gris, if there's one thing I can't abide it's a bad poet.”