Some things in life are out of your control. You can make it a party or a tragedy.
People and relationships never stop being a work in progress.
You spend your life getting walked on, you learn to recognize the tread.
If you don’t go after what you want, you’ll never have it. If you don’t ask, the answer is always no. If you don’t step forward, you’re always in the same place.
We make destiny with every turn, every choice.
The wounded recognized the wounded.
If you don’t ask, the answer is always no.
Magic exists. Who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars? Anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. It is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.
Action, reaction, motivation, emotion, all have to come from the characters. Writing a love scene requires the same elements from the writer as any other.
You don’t find time to write. You make time. It’s my job.
Ireland is a land of poets and legends, of dreamers and rebels. All of these have music woven through and around them. Tunes for dancing or for weeping, for battle or for love.
It’s hard to resist a bad boy who’s a good man.
Evil cannot and will not be vanquished by evil. Dark will only swallow dark and deepen. The good and the light are the keenest weapons.
In all the illusions, you’re the only truth that I need.
I have no idea why it apparently takes three grown men to cook some hamburgers. One to cook, one to kibbitz, and one to insult the other two.
Everything I know, I learned from dogs.
Love and magic have a great deal in common. They enrich the soul, delight the heart. And they both take practice.
Why were there no buoys in life to show you the way?
Sometimes a wind comes up, blows you off course. You’re not ready for it, but if you’re lucky, you end up in a more interesting place than you’d planned.
And each book has to receive your best effort every single time. No slacking.