“I fear it is my lot, to bide my days in hunchbacked thought, to find what I forgot.”

“Tell me what you're afraid of,' Jacob said.Shit, I thought, this could take all day. My life was ruled by my fears.”

“I find my life is a lot easier the lower I keep my expectations.”

“I have done, this year, what I said I would: overcome my fear of facing a blank page day after day, acknowledging myself, in my deepest emotions, a writer, come what may.”

“I have one great fear in my heart, that one day when they are turned to loving, they will find that we are turned to hating.”

“I like Saturdays. They are my best thinking days. It is my day to try to find that one special thought that turns into an idea that I remember forever and becomes a part of who I am, like a freckle or a finger or an ear. Even before I open my eyes I take a deep breath and try to picture something, anything, as if my brain were a keyhole where I can spy on my future. So each Saturday morning I try to find a little piece of a thought, and then I keep turning it over in my mind until it turns into a complete idea and at the end of the day when I'm lying in bed I put the whole thought into a little room in my head so I can remember it.”