'At the Gates of the Animal Kingdom' by Amy Hempel showed me the lean quality of prose.
Only through destroying myself can I discover the greater power of my spirit.
It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.
The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.
My writing process isn't a very organized thing.
You must realize that one day you will die. Until then you are worthless.