“Put up in a placewhere it is easy to seethe cryptic admonishmentT.T.TWhen you feel how depressinglyslowly you climbit's well to remember thatThings Take Time.”

“Imagine a placewhere time is countedby ticks and tocks,but space is measuredin sunsetImagine a placewhere each turntakes you home.Imagine a placewhere the tang of pineMeets the salt of seawhere adventure findsa waiting heartImagine a placewhere words shelter youideasuphold you,andthought lead youto the secretinside the labyrinth...Imagine a placewhere castle and cloudShift from square to squareand the world liesin the winner's handImagine a placewhere the sigh of wavesspill from your suitcaseand drift into your dreamsImagine....here”

“Without you, I am an empty placewhere spiders crawl and nothing takes root.”

“All you have to do is put one word after another, and remember how great it feels to be a writer.”

“I like how you remember things,’ I say. She looks at me. ‘Well, we have to. We have to remember everything. If we don’t, by the time we grow up it’ll be gone for ever.”

“If you write, good ideas must come welling up into you so that you have something to write. If good ideas do not come at once, or for a long time, do not be troubled at all. Wait for them. Put down little ideas no matter how insignificant they are. But do not feel, any more, guilty about idleness and solitude.”