Whenever I've been stuck on a project, it's always brought me solace to the return to books that moved me in the past. It's a nice way to get outside my own head; and it brings me back to one of the most important reasons I write at all: to bring some pleasure to readers, to make them think or feel.
“To lose a son under those circumstances - a violent death like my son went through, it just puts a burden on your heart.”
“The heart of the jealous knows the best and most satisfying love, that of the other's bed, where the rival perfects the lover's imperfections.”