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"It just happens to be the way that I'm made. I have to write things down to feel I fully comprehend them."
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"Writing is my pleasure and the play,where I find myself again and again."
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"Writing is the most fun you can have by yourself."
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"There are days when writing is within my power and a story unfolds along a course I've already chosen. And then there are days when the words breathe on their own and take me by the hand, leading me along unfathomed paths. Either way, the end result is this author's fairytale."
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"My writings are my letters to the universe, who loved me like a mother."
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"Love is easy, and I love writing. You can't resist love. You get an idea, someone says something, and you're in love."
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"Writing is a disease of the mind, which is expressed through a pen."
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"A writer's primary goal is to make sense. The bookstore's is to make cents."
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"What makes a writer a prophet is his ability to speak truth..."
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"The eloquence of the pen is just as sharp as the point of a sword."
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"For me the experience of writing is really an experience of losing control. I think it's very much like dreaming or like surfing. You go out there and wait for a wave, and when it comes it takes you somewhere and you don't know where it'll go."
Creativity
"Better not to invent her in her absence. Better to wait until she's actually here. Then he can make her up as she goes along."
Imagination
"We yearned for the future. How did we learn it, that talent for insatiability?"
Hope
"A writer's age at the time of a work's composition is never irrelevant."
Creativity
"This form of love is like the painof childbirth: so intenseit's hard to remember afterwards."
Love
"How did the war creep up? How did it gather itself together? What was it made from? What secrets, lies, betrayals? What loves and hatreds? What sums of money, what metals?"
Conflict
"Could it be he was feeling a certain nostalgia for the war, despite its stench and meaningless carnage? For that questionless life of instinct?"
Emotion
"Neither of us says the word love, not once. It would be tempting fate; it would be romance, bad luck."
Emotion
"Gardening is not a rational act."
Gardening
"But my dreaming self refuses to be consoled. It continues to wander, aimless, homeless, alone. It cannot be convinced of its safety by any evidence drawn from my waking life."
Solitude
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