Zane Grey

I can write best in the silence and solitude of the night, when everyone has retired.

This motion-picture muddle had distracted me from my writing.

What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death.

There's a whole bunch of unfinished stuff. Then I've got books of lyrics. I find it frustrating to finish a song and not be able to record it... so I don't write a million songs.

I've always been very determined, ever since I was a little girl, to make my way.

After my swims this weekend I think coach realized, you know what, you have to have a good one getting out of this meet. So I put the suit on and had a decent swim.