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I Write Because It's All I Know How To Do. Writing Is My Anchor And My Purpose. My Life Is Informed By Writing, Whether The Work Is Going Well Or I'm Stuck In The Hell Of Writer's Block, Which I'm Happy To Report Only Occurs About Once A Day.

Grieving Is Like Being Ill. You Think The Entire World Revolves Around You And It Doesn't.

School Was A Source Of Great Suffering To Me, But Once I Learned To Read, I Disappeared Into Books, Where I Was A Happy Visitor To All The Worlds That Sprang Full-blown From The Printed Page.

Everything Happens For A Reason, But That Doesn't Mean There's A Point.

He Might Be A Man Without Character, But She Was A Woman Without Courage. Of The Two, Which Was Worse?