You know you are a writer when characters inside your brain keep demanding, 'This is my story! Now tell it or I will never leave you alone!
My stories are my children. Some are sweet infants that I coddle and care for. Others are old enough now, they need to damn well get a job!
As you near a finish line, do not slow down. Instead, run faster. Give all you have left until it is done. It is then that you may collapse.
Treat your entire audience with the same level of care.
It doesn't matter if you have a lot or a little money. It's what you do with it that determines its power.
No' seems such a flimsy and inadequate little word to express how very little interest I have in hearing you rambling on about that particular topic.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
We ought not to be weary of doing little things for the love of God, who regards not the greatness of the work, but the love with which it is performed.
You get a little moody sometimes but I think that's because you like to read. People that like to read are always a little fucked up.
You. You are standing in your own way. And that means whatever it is scares you. It won't forever...but take your time. Nothing good was ever rushed.
Do you love her?' she asked him. 'Always have,' he said. 'Then why in the world would you leave her alone?
Little things make the big things happen
I wasn't good enough. I had a little talent but not enough. There is nothing more discouraging than having just a little talent.
I remember as a little girl I could tell you the name of the dog next door, but I couldn't tell you the names of the kids. The dog was my best friend. I love animals. They give so much to you and demand so little.
A smoke, a book, a cup of coffee. These are the little things that get us through this sometimes weary world and all the rainy days.
I have a few customers who have two or three hundred bags. When you see a lady carrying a little dog bag or a little cat bag or an egg, it makes you happy.
Little things in my past that I really thought were over and done with were still elements of the puzzle that weren't pieced together, and so she helped me do that.
I'd come from the bottom of the barrel. Just Owen Hart getting out of the shadow of Bret Hart's little brother. Everyone figured, this is a joke, Owen's going to get squashed.
I'm married to a dear little girl who holds a bachelor's degree from the University of Pennsylvania and a master's degree from the University of Pennsylvania and a Ph.D. degree from the University of Pennsylvania.
Perseverance is more prevailing than violence; and many things which cannot be overcome when they are together, yield themselves up when taken little by little.
When I lived in a little flat in Pimlico in 1981, I'd write in the hallway. As you walked in, there was a tiny little recess type thing, hardly a hallway, really, and I'd sit there writing songs with my guitar.
