Every job from the heart is, ultimately, of equal value. The nurse injects the syringe; the writer slides the pen; the farmer plows the dirt; the comedian draws the laughter. Monetary income is the perfect...

Miss, I’d gladly pay you to remove your clothes.

As a writer, my only responsibility is to tell a compelling story.

To write what you think is to think what you write. Leave those of hollow to their dust. They are but sorry things.

Why do I write? Out of fear. Out of fear that the memory of the people I write about might go lost. Out of fear that the memory of myself might get lost. Or even...

Coin a new word and hear it jingle in your pocket with all your other change. My love for you is sofacouchsitsitting, so you’d better buckle up.

Be yourself. The world worships the original.

The writer in her went silent and hid when her revealing words were wide-spread read.

Yesterday is gone, and tomorrow is beyond our reach. The best time to write is now, in the present.

It is a misfortune to be in the presence of a writer, even a failed writer, to be seen by him, be his passing study and remain in his corrupt memory. It is like the...

I think there are some writers – like, if you read Kerouac, I think you probably need to take a little break before you sit down to the typewriter because he’s the type of writer...

I tend to like to read history – recent history, because I find that much more intriguing than just a writer’s imagination.

I’ve long considered becoming a writer to be the death of nightmares. For me at least, since I started writing I hadn’t had any. Something really terrible or awful happens in a dream and you...

Never give up. Never. Ever. Ever.

I wrote. I wrote all the things I couldn’t say to him. I wrote about how much I believed in us. I wrote about how much I trusted God. I wrote that I was praying...

A writer can live by his writing. If not so luxuriously as by other trades, then less luxuriously. The nature of the work he does all day will more affect his happiness than the quality...

If I lived a million lives, I would’ve felt a million feelings and I still would’ve fallen a million times for you.

Broken hearts, you can run, you can hide and perhaps the earth is big enough to believe you’re safe. So maybe for a moment you have escaped but hear me, hear me well. Love will...

Three carefully stringed words are worth more than a book of gibberish. It’s not the word count but the impact of those words that counts.

Sometimes you have to go a little crazy before you can find sanity. I think I’m close.

Part of my soul goes into each quote I write. A book of my quotes can be yours for just $19.99.

To write a poem you must have a streak of arrogance– not in real life I hope. In real life try to be nice. It will save you a hell of a lot of trouble...

An autobiography can distort; facts can be realigned. But fiction never lies: it reveals the writer totally.

I’ve been obsessed with stories since I was a kid so it’s no surprise that I ended up writing for a living.

The pale organisms of literary heroes feeding under the author’s supervision swell gradually with the reader’s lifeblood; so that the genius of a writer consists in giving them the faculty to adapt themselves to that...

Language is the source of misunderstandings.

Once you’ve started writing, it’s like you’ve opened up Pandora’s box.

A fiction writer is nothing more than the ambassador of an alternative world of their own design. Their success dwells in how many people their work entices to relocate

When ‘The Shadow of the Wind’ became a success I had already been a working writer, I’d been through the ups and downs, I’d seen how it worked.

Writing isn’t difficult. Writing well is difficult. What is most difficult is being with the interior experience that manifests as resistance to writing.

It’s called ”being an artist” for a reason; it’s something YOU ARE. It’s how you live. It’s WHO you are. How you spend your life and what you leave behind.

You have to be careful what you write and not allow self righteousness to cloud your ability to be objective. This story is not about you, it’s about people and things that no one else...

What has always been at the heart of film making was the value of a script. It was really the writer who could make or break a film. But as we all know, the writer...

As repressed sadists are supposed to become policemen or butchers, so those with an irrational fear of life become publishers.

I used to be a bumper sticker kind of writer. Now I’m more developed, and my writing often takes up whole bumpers.

I write whenever it suits me. During a creative period I write every day; a novel should not be interrupted.

I always feel that if you put me in a room with a director and a writer and let me talk about the script, I can give a good account of myself.

A pen that has clocked up a million words, a lifetime’s memories, is worth more than the centrepiece in a jeweller’s window.

But it’s for every writer to decide his own pace, and the pace varies with the writer and the work.

I did several interesting jobs, working in restaurants, I worked at a lab rat farm, feeding and watering all these rats. Then I got a full-time job as a technical writer for a large scientific...

To Me, The Best Part Of Success, Is The Journey!

My pen beats faster as I write with my heart

We see and tell about the myriad truths of how the universe is and might be. That’s what we writers DO.

I know I am a writer; it is the only thing I am sure of.

The term – ‘Fairy-Tales’ is so ironical in itself, when I sometimes sit to write love stories with a happy ending, it usually drags me into a dilemma whether, I should even begin with a...

It is related that Sakyamuni [the historical Buddha] once dismissed as of small consequence a feat of levitation on the part of a disciple, and cried out in pity for a yogin by the river...

There is always, always, always something to write about.

The more I learned the less I felt I knew you and I got lost counting stars, I fell dreaming. Sometimes I’d wander away. Maybe I wasn’t ready or maybe it was just a hard...

I need you because I know I deserve you but let me fall in love with you one last time before I let go. So I can remember the beautiful imperfection that rattled my bones.

Sometimes ideas flow from my mind in a raging river of stringed sentences; I can scarcely scribble on the page fast enough to keep up with the mental current. Sometimes, however, beavers move in and...