“The weapons an author has at her disposal are flawed. There are words that feel shapeless and overused. Love, for example. I could write the word love a thousand times and it would mean a thousand different things to different readers.”

“There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand different versions.”

“I have this theory about words: There’s a thousand ways to say "Pass the salt." It could mean, you know, "Can I have some salt?" or it could mean, "I love you." It could mean "I’m very annoyed with you" – really, the list could go on and on. Words are little bombs, and they have a lot of energy inside them.”

“Though it might wear a thousand different names in a thousand different times, and might come from a thousand different directions, darkness always comes.”

“I would have told her then she was the only thing that I could
love in this dying world but the simple word "love" itself already died and went away.”

“Write a thousand words a day and in three years you'll be a writer!”

“The complexity embedded in the different levels of meaning that go along with the words "I love you" ought to be a whole mindfuck of a video game”

“A moment might be a thousand different things.”

“A book read by a thousand different people is a thousand different books.”

“The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.”