“My mind turned by anxiety, or other cause, from its scrutiny of blank paper, is like a lost child–wandering the house, sitting on the bottom step to cry.”
“Before, when I looked at a piece of blank paper my mind was filled with ideas. Now all I see is a blank piece of paper”
“When others walk away from a lost cause, then that is the time you can step in and seize success.”
“All I know is it feels good to cry that hard. It's like cleaning the leaves out from the gutters. If the leaves sit there too long, they weigh on the metal and hurt the house.”
“My perfect day is sitting in a room with some blank paper. That's heaven. That's gold and anything else is just a waste of time.”
“Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it's always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.”