Love becomes greater and nobler in calamity.
The past was a bridge that looked solid and sturdy, but once you were on it, you saw that it extended only far enough to strand you, to suspend you between loss and longing with nowhere to go at all.
Like skateboarders, writers live by rejection; like writers, any skater worth his salt must have the single-minded tenacity of a wiener dog.
The very act of committing an experience to the page is necessarily an act of reduction, and regardless of craft or skill, vision or voice, the result is a story beholden to and inevitably eclipsed by source material.
Stories aren’t about things. Stories are things.
Stories aren't about things. Stories are things. Stories aren't about actions. Stories are, unto themselves, actions.
I always joke around with my parents and say that if Hollywood doesn't work out I'll go to Broadway!
The body does not end with our skin - it extends into time, into space, and into other people.
Strangers are family you haven't recognize yet
Know that when you seek anything of your own, you will never find God, because you do not seek God purely. You are seeking something along with God, and you are acting just as if you were to make a candle out of God in order to look for something with it. Once one finds the things one is looking for, one throws the candle away. This is what you are doing.