I Hated Hemingway. I Liked

Venice Is Like Eating An Entire Box Of Chocolate Liqueurs In One Go.

Failure Is The Condiment That Gives Success Its Flavor.

Good Writing Is Rewriting.

I Was Terribly Sure Trees And Flowers Were The Same As Birds Or People. That They Thought Things And Talked Among Themselves. And We Could Hear Them If We Really Tried. It Was Just A Matter Of Emptying Your Head Of All Other Sounds. Being Very Quiet And Listening Very Hard. Sometimes I Still Believe That. But One Can Never Get Quiet Enough.

It Takes A Lot Of Bad Writing To Get To A Little Good Writing.