Every writer has his writing technique - what he can and can't do to describe something like war or history. I'm not good at writing about those things, but I try because I feel it is necessary to write that kind of thing.

I'm sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to.

John Green

Žmogus silpnas, tod?l visada bando nuo sav?s nusl?pti didži?j? Mirties ties?. Jis nesuvokia, jog tiktai ji skatina gyvenime atlikti pa?ius didžiausius darbus. Žmogus bijo nuklysti ? tams?, j? siaubingai g?sdina nežinomyb?, ir t? baim? ?manoma ?veikti tik nepamirštant, kad jo dienos suskai?iuotos. Žmogus nesupranta, jog, susitaik?s su Mirtimi, sugeb?t? ryžtis didesniems darbams, pasiekti nepalyginamai didesni? pergali? savo kasdien?je kovoje, nes neturi ko prarasti - Mirtis neišvengiama.

Paulo Coelho

In much wisdom is much grief; and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.

Bible

I believe my publisher has shown a great deal of faith in me over a lot of years but I'm not prepared to be so arrogant to say that the long-term literary value of my work would compensate them for a financial failure.

Andrew Vachss

Two babies were born on the same day at the same hospital. They lay there and looked at each other. Their families came and took them away. Eighty years later, by a bizarre coincidence, they lay in the same hospital, on their deathbeds, next to each other. One of them looked at the other and said, So. What did you think?

Steven Wright

Running into debt isn't so bad. It's running into creditors that hurts.

Source Unknown

Somebody informed me recently that the key to every art, from writing to gardening to sculpture, is creativity. I beg to differ.

Roy Blount, Jr.

Nothing is more imminent than the impossible . . . what we must always foresee is the unforeseen.

Victor Hugo

I wasn't anything special as a father. But I loved them and they knew it.

Sammy Davis, Jr.

Suspicions that the mind, of itself, gathers, are but buzzes; but suspicions that are artificially nourished and put into men's heads by the tales and whisperings of others, have stings.

Francis Bacon

I realized that my family was more important to me than downtown night life.

Guy Lafleur

Sydney in the 1960s wasn't the exuberant multicultural metropolis it is today. Out in the city's western reaches, days passed in a sun-struck stupor. In the evenings, families gathered on their verandas waiting for the 'southerly buster' - the thunderstorm that would break the heat and leave the air cool enough to allow sleep.

Geraldine Brooks