“The only way you can write is by the light of the bridges burning behind you.”
“May the bridges I burn light the way.”
“When you become a teenager, you step onto a bridge. You may already be on it. The opposite shore is adulthood. Childhood lies behind. The bridge is made of wood. As you cross, it burns behind you”
“When you've burned the bridges behind you, don't go starting a fire on the one in front of you.”
“If you're gonna burn a bridge behind you, make sure you've crossed it first.”
“You can approach the act of writing with nervousness, excitement, hopefulness, or despair ... Come to it any way but lightly.”