Look at the sun! It’s dry, it’s dead, it needs a drink, it wants blood! And I’ll give it blood!
LorenzaccioSometimes writing is just rubbing words together long enough to make a fire.
Sun Shine Down: A MemoirLies are like poison. If you get a little bit in your system, it spreads until it destroys you
Sun PoisonedTime was a film run backward. Suns fled and ten million moons fled after them.
A Sound of Thunder and Other StoriesPolitics is the name we give to the orchestration of power in any society.
Story: Style, Structure, Substance, and the Principles of ScreenwritingWhat we needed were not words and promises but the steady accumulation of small realities.
South of the Border, West of the SunFor a while" is a phrase whose length can't be measured.At least by the person who's waiting.
South of the Border, West of the SunWow," Thalia muttered. "Apollo is hot." "He's the sun god," I said. "That's not what I meant.
The Titan's CurseOur relationship wasn't the sun, the moon, the stars, but it wasn't bullshit, either.
This Is How You Lose Her