I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children.
If there’s a book that you want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it.
If you don’t have time to read, you don’t have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.
Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.
One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.
Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It’s a way of understanding it.
The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightning and a lightning bug.
No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.
Fiction is the truth inside the lie.
Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.
Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.
After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.