I love learning. I tend to stop doing things once I get good at them, and to try something else I’m not as good at, leaving a bunch of fans going, “But he was really good at that. Why isn’t he still doing it?”
The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.
I really like being able to laugh at my own jokes.
I don’t know. I had to be something, didn’t I?
Some hats can only be worn if you’re willing to be jaunty, to set them at an angle and to walk beneath them with a spring in your stride as if you’re only a step away from dancing. They demand a lot of you.
His name is Marcus: he is four and a half and possesses that deep gravity and seriousness that only small children and mountain gorillas have ever been able to master.
The problems with success, frankly, are infinitely preferable to the problems of failure.
Writing is flying in dreams. When you remember. When you can. When it works. It’s that easy.
Honestly, if you’re given the choice between Armageddon or tea, you don’t say ’what kind of tea?
I’m probably slightly more famous than I’ve been comfortable with. Famous enough to have my phone calls returned is about as famous as I want to be.
I sat in the dark and thought: There’s no big apocalypse. Just an endless procession of little ones.
He left the drapes open, watched the lights of the cars and of the fast food joints through the window glass, comforted to know there was another world out there, one he could walk to anytime he wanted.
Things bloosom in their time. They bud and bloom, blossom and fade. Everything in its time.
Hearts may break, but hearts are the toughest of muscles, able to pump for a lifetime, seventy times a minute, and scarcely falter along the way. Even dreams, the most delicate and intangible of things, can prove remarkably difficult to kill.
Nothing’s changed. You’ll go home. You’ll be bored. You’ll be ignored. No one will listen to you, really listen to you. You’re too clever and too quiet for them to understand. They don’t even get your name right.
Whereas there are lots of good novels out there; there are a few good movies out there. People have been writing great poems for years, but there aren’t a lot of good comics. I like trying to write them.
I thought I was your destination. Looks like I was just another stop on the line.
Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.
Trust dreams. Trust your heart, and trust your story.
I don’t believe in “writer’s block”. I try and deal with getting stuck by having more than one thing to work on at a time. And by knowing that even a hundred bad words that didn’t exist before is forward progress.