Occupation: Author Birth: December 12, 1936
A shiver runs down your spine when you realize it is not our imagination. Something is watching us out there..
That's the true sign. If the lover has not yet achieved his prize, his eyes will follow the woman, while she appears indifferent. But once he's gaine….
We write to understand our deepest secrets to ourselves, to understand. We write in an outpouring of love. We write in secret, either for publication….
So loving is the universe, so joyful, so determined to give us everything we need and to love us and show us the way to live, too, that we are beaten….
Harriet Beecher Stowe was thirty-nine when she began Uncle Tom's Cabin. She had given birth to seven children and seen one die. She wrote her book to….
It is said that angels come as thoughts, as visions, as dreams, as animals, as the light on the water or in clouds and rainbows, and as people too. A….
There are so many different kinds of writing and so many ways to work that the only rule is this: do what works. Almost everything has been tried and….
To believe in God or in a guiding force because someone tells you to is the height of stupidity. We are given senses to receive our information withi….
Angels come in all sizes and shapes and colors, visible and invisible to the physical eye. But always you are changed from having seen one..
Where do you put your attention? On fear or love? I wish the choice were made just once and not repeated every moment of the day..
Writing is so hard.... The first draft writing is so hard that sometimes in the beginning, before the work itself takes over, carrying you on its flo….
We all have angels guiding us...They look after us. They heal us, touch us, comfort us with invisible warm hands...What will bring their help? Asking….
no one who has seen an angel ever mistakes it for a ghost. Angels are remarkable for their warmth and light, and all who see them speak in awe of the….
A guest at a dinner party observed the strange expression on James Thurber's face. 'Don't be concerned,' said Thurber's wife. 'He's writing.'.
... where do they go when they die? We hear of the elephant graveyards, where the elephants go to die, but how much more curious it is that birds are….
Angels live no place, as God lives no place. They live in the space of eternity, in the center of our hearts, and sometimes I think we each serve as ….
I think our animals are angels, earth-angels, pointing out for us the steadfast path of love, loyalty, optimism, faith, joy, hope. They teach us ever….
I have a lion inside me, and I had to feed it words every few days; when I don't, it begins to eat me instead..
Coincidence is God's way of performing miracles anonymously..
When I'm having trouble I write by hand. There is some connection between the mind and the fingers that draws out words..
Sometimes writer's block is no more than a signal that you have not done enough research..