I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.

Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room, put on her scribbling suit, and fall into a vortex, as she expressed it, writing away at her novel with all her heart and soul, for till that was finished she could find no peace.

I want to do something splendid…
Something heroic or wonderful that won’t be forgotten after I’m dead…
I think I shall write books.

Money is the root of all evil, and yet it is such a useful root that we cannot get on without it any more than we can without potatoes.

We all have our own life to pursue, Our own kind of dream to be weaving... And we all have the power To make wishes come true, As long as we keep believing.

It takes very little fire to make a great deal of smoke nowadays, and notoriety is not real glory.