Once again discovered: Do what you do because you enjoy. If expect others to give credit or honor your work, you are due for disappointment

I write because, if I don’t, my characters will murder me in my sleep.

Why does the writer write? The writer writes to serve — hopelessly he writes in the hope that he might serve — not himself and not others, but that great cold elemental grace which knows...

Naturally, I always place my word over anyone else’s simply because I know why I said what I said.

Why?’ He asked.’Why what?’ What could I say? Noah, despite you being an asshole, or maybe because of it, I’d like to rip off your clothes and have your babies. Don’t tell.

Why,” because it is my destiny to question everything, including how to change my last name to one of the shortest questions and the question of all questions.

Why should I even bother? What’s the point, really?”He thought for a moment. “Who says there has to be a point?” he asked. “Or a reason. Maybe it’s just something you have to do.

A Mark that spoke of loss was still a Mark, a remembrance. You could not lose something you never had.

Why do people kill themselves?I think they do it when they can no longer find a reason to keep going. When nothing in heir lives is good enough to balance out the bad. And they...

My reason for being an author? Because I love to write – it fulfills me. But the fact that I entertain others by doing it is a lovely bonus.

The happiness of mankind, if it ever should come to pass, would still leave men asking: Why? What point to it? To what end?

Why do people think jealousy is a feeling so proud to have?

I don’t know why but they you said it I started believing it.