Sometimes, when people look at me, I can see the pity in their eyes. All I want is hope, but neither of us can give it to each other.

I saw no way out but to dive right in, to a good book.

My next option is to only write a list of the books I like, but then again, I don’t read a book I don’t like so it doesn’t solve any of my problems.

I make you see things that aren't really there and you believe every word

People don't believe me when I tell them I'm a magician who makes portals to other worlds. So I tell them I'm a writer instead.

When I realize I made someone's day, it makes my day.

A liar with a pen is a writer