What is the life of man! Is it not to shift from side to side? From sorrow to sorrow? To button up one cause of vexation! And unbutton another!
I work even in the middle of the day, in the full sunshine, and I enjoy it like a cicada.
Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
I use color in a completely arbitrary way in order to express myself powerfully.
I never get tired of the blue sky.
Your profession is not what brings home your weekly paycheck, your profession is what you're put here on earth to do, with such passion and such intensity that it becomes spiritual in calling.
At times it is not easy for me to take up living again.
I didn't become a writer to write about me.
Honey, if you've had your eye on a piece of talent and that chick down the road has been getting all the action, then you know what you gotta do. . . Try A Little Bit Harder.
It was the kind of place you went when your earthly troubles became too much for you and you were looking for a creative way to commit suicide.
I only can write a book every two years, you know. And I write very fast, but I'm not always writing every day. I needed a contact with different things, like nature, for example. I cannot be in front of a computer trying to tell a story.