I mean the beauty of being a writer is it's not like being a swimmer. When they were talking about our Olympic swimmers and they'd say 'Oh she's so old ' and she's all of 25 or something. So the beauty for a writer is that you can keep doing it right into your dotage and I hope to be able to keep doing it as long as I can get away with it yeah.

Beauty comes from a life well lived. If you've lived well your smile lines are in the right places and your frown lines aren't too bad what more do you need?

Editing yourself is like an irksome coin toss. You've got to strip yourself of super ego and operate from the id. Maybe I've got my Freud mixed up. It's just hard to trade a beauty shot for the performance with truth and a brightly lit zit.

Thankfully beauty is easier to remove than apply and a swipe of demaquillage in the right direction and you are you once again.

The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.

Because if one is writing novels today concentrating on the beauty of the prose is right up there with concentrating on your semi-colons for wasted effort.

Sometimes the beauty is easy. Sometimes you don't have to try at all. Sometimes you can hear the wind blow in a handshake. Sometimes there's poetry written right on the bathroom wall.

A thing is right when it tends to preserve the integrity stability and beauty of the biotic community. It is wrong when it tends otherwise.

The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.

Though beauty gives you a weird sense of entitlement it's rather frightening and threatening to have others ascribe such importance to something you know you're just renting for a while.