I never know what I am writing. The moment you know what you're writing, you're writing nothing worth reading.

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.

Whether my columns are worth reading isn't for me to say.

If you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead, either write something worth reading or do things worth writing.

I gave my life to become the person I am right now. Was it worth it?

The things worth writing about, and the things worth reading about, are the things that feel almost beyond description at the start and are, because of that, frightening.