Hopefully, I brought people a certain joy. That will be a wonderful legacy.
Books are like friends to me. Words come alive on the page.
This is what reading is like to me. It's finding a spring in the midst of a barren land. Just when I think I might up and die of thirst, I stumble onto this fresh, cold water, and I'm suddenly given this new life because I can-and do-drink to my heart's content.
Happiness isn't wanting what you can get, but wanting what you have.
Courage is fear on its knees.
The tarter the apple, the tastier the cider.
Yet it seems to me finishing well in this life is not so much about who is the best or greatest at something, but rather who embraces lowliness of heart. Laying down one's rights- meekness- is a blessed virtue, one that must surely come straight from the Throne of Grace.
Luck is the residue of opportunity and design.
I'm a great lover of human beings.
Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.
I'll give you the whole secret to short story writing. Here it is. Rule 1: Write stories that please yourself. There is no Rule 2.