Terry Brooks

We forget that what matters begins with the imagination.

I didn't want readers to have to make allowances for what they couldn't see, but to be able to say to themselves that the fabric of the magic detailed was perfectly believable.

Hurt leads to bitterness, bitterness to anger, travel too far that road and the way is lost.

After ten years of word processing, I can't even do hand writing anymore.

Another thing that freaks me out is time. Time is like a book. You have a beginning, a middle and an end. It's just a cycle.