To be noble,. . .was to account for the life you lived, to always account for your mistakes, and to have dignity and worth.

Sometimes you can’t let go of the past without facing it again.

Even a snail will eventually reach its destination.

Everything seems simpler from a distance.

When I'm in the midst of finishing a book, I can be working around the clock.

I also find doing the mundane, everyday things in life has a calming, creative influence on me. Some of my best ideas come when I'm vacuuming or waiting in lines.