Writing was not a childhood dream of mine. I do not recall longing to write as a student. I wasn't sure how to start. — John Grisham Copy Share Image
“Life on the run was filled with dreams, some at night during sleep, real dreams, and some when the mind was awake but drifting. Most were terrifying, the nightmares of the shadows growing bolder and larger. Others were pleasant wishes… — John Grisham Copy Share Image
“Do you read them? Faulkner, Hemingway, Fitzgerald?" "Only if I have to. I try to avoid old dead white men.” — John Grisham Copy Share Image
“Cuando duermes, engañas al sistema. El tiempo del sueño te pertenece a ti y no al Estado.” — John Grisham Copy Share Image
“The Senator did not know who owned the jet, nor had he ever met Mr. Trudeau, which in most cultures would seem odd since… — John Grisham Copy Share Image
“What kind of name is Siler-Spence? I mean, what's wrong with these women who use hyphens? What if her name was Skowinski and she… — John Grisham Copy Share Image
“In that case, the truck driver took the stand, swore to tell the truth, then lied for three hours. He said Gretchen crossed the… — John Grisham Copy Share Image
Quite often I can be in a bookshop, standing beneath a great big picture of myself and paying for a book with a credit… — John Grisham Copy Share Image
In my case, once you sell a lot of books and you are labeled a bestselling author, the serious critics are never gonna say… — John Grisham Copy Share Image
Twenty years on, the books are still fun to write and I've still got lots of stories I want to tell, mainly about social… — John Grisham Copy Share Image
