Every Moment Is Enormous And It Is

You Don't Know What You're Doing. You're Just Hoping That People Won't Make Fun Of You. I Had No Idea How It Would Turn Out.

The Only Failure In Writing Is When You Stop Doing It. Then You Fail Yourself.

Life Is Not Orderly. No Matter How We Try To Make It So, Right In The Middle Of It We Die, Lose A Leg, Fall In Love, Or Drop A Jar Of Applesauce.

Let's Say I've Directed That [writing] Energy Into Writing My Latest Book But Suddenly, I Really Want To Write About An Onion. I Don't Say To Myself, "no, You Have Stay On The Subject," Because I Know That The Longer I Stay On The Subject The More Boring I Get. So, If My Mind Wants To Write About An Onion, It Might Be A Deeper Way To Go Into What I'm Working On, Even Though It Might Seem Irrelevant. This Is How I've Learned To Follow My Mind.

Actually, Every Time We Begin, We Wonder How We Did It Before, Each Time Is A New Journey With No Maps.