I'm Not An Urban Person.

When It Comes Time To Sit Down And Write The Next Book, You're Deathly Afraid That You're Not Up To The Task. That Was Certainly The Case With Me After Snow Falling On Cedars.

I Know You'll Think This Is Crazy, But All I Want To Do Is Hold You, And I Think That If You'll Let Me Do That Just For A Few Seconds, I Can Walk Away, And Never Speak To You Again.

We Should Recognize That Schools Will Never Solve The Bedrock Problems Of Education Because The Problems Are Problems Of Families, Of Cultural Pressures That The Schools Reflect And Thus Cannot Really Remedy.

I Write Because Something Inner And Unconscious Forces Me To. That Is The First Compulsion. The Second Is One Of Ethical And Moral Duty. I Feel Responsible To Tell Stories That Inspire Readers To Consider More Deeply Who They Are.

I Became Paralyzed As An Artist With Writer's Block.