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Write something about me then,' he said when I came back. He grinned. 'Go on! Now! I bet you can!'
'I don't do portraits, Choe.'
The lies liberated from this statement skittered off into infinity like images between two mirrors. — M. John Harrison

Without hope, there is no despair. There is only meaningless suffering. — D. Morgenstern

As shines the moon amid the lesser fires. — Horace

In the end, I feel that one has to have a bit of neurosis to go on being an artist. A balanced human seldom produces art. It's that imbalance which impels us. I often think that all I want to do now is to avoid suicide, accidental or otherwise. Other than that, I think living on the edge is what drives my work and me beyond a certain point. The artist lives with anxiety. When you finally reach a plateau of achievement, there comes a new anxiety - the hunger to push on still further. That angst is what makes you go forward. — Beverly Pepper

Facts are neutral until human beings add their own meaning to those facts. People make their decisions based on what the facts mean to them, not on the facts themselves. The meaning they add to facts depends on their current story ... facts are not terribly useful to influencing others. People don't need new facts - they need a new story. — Blake Mycoskie

On my own or with a friend, I'm a shopaholic, and I particularly love the cleaning aisle in the supermarket. But when I'm with my husband, I'm shop shy because he can't bear it. It always ends up with us making a huge scene on the High Street and then going off in a huff in separate directions. — Emilia Fox

I don't feel the need to prove myself by writing the next generational novel. — Camilla Lackberg

I don't even drink coffee. — Hunter Parrish

I've had four serious boyfriends in my life."
He growled.
"What is wrong?"
"Love is forever." He gave her a disgusted look. "You have no idea what real love is, Joy. — Laurann Dohner