"Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life." Mark Twain

"I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by." Douglas Adams

"Writing is its own reward." Henry Miller

Anyone can become a writer. The question is if you have the spirit to do so.

Art results from passion. From what, then, do words emerge from? Imagination. But only a true masterpiece will make art from words.

The most beautiful thing about writing is that once the words are written down, the story remains until it is erased or edited. One of those two is inevitable if you indeed call yourself a writer. The beauty about an edited statement is that it never gets worse; only better. It evolves, just as the writer does. And even if the statement is altogether erased, what makes even that lovely is the knowledge that the original statement will be replaced by something that will better fit the character, or the setting, or the plot.

Writing is beautiful with the fact that it only evolves. It never regresses, and it will never disappear for as long as the imagination lives.