“It was only vanity and discouragement that sometimes made me feel alone with my endless love, but now that I was taking one of the risks my heart had urged upon me I could also feel I was not alone.… — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
When I look back at my life and think about what really happened, my memory is obscured by the stories I've created out of those incidents. In stories, as reality melds with art, the result sometimes feels truer than real… — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
You're all I care about," I said. "No. And me. The person I am when I'm with you, the way I see myself and… — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
Writers are stewards of the culture. Publishers, librarians, bookstore owners. We're all in this together. To write books that are gripping, important, that people… — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
The trouble with excuses, however, is that they become inevitably difficult to believe after they’ve been used a couple of times. — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
“I never think of the life I'll miss after I'm dead, or all that I missed before I was born. It's the time I'm… — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
All I wanted was what I'd already had. That exultation, that love. It was my one real home; I was a visitor everywhere else. — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
“It was the first time I had heard the truth of what happened that afternoon said in a voice that was not my own.… — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
A novelist is someone who sits around the house all day in his underwear, trying not to smoke. — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
“On a ship that's made of paper, I would sail the seven seas. (Just to be with you.)” — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
Contempt is a dangerous emotion, luring us into believing that we understand more than we do. Contempt causes us to jeer rather than speak,… — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
“If endless love was a dream, then it was a dream we all shared, even more that we all shared the dream of never… — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
“Love gives us a heightened consciousness through which to apprehend the world, but anger gives us a precise, detached perception of its own.” — Scott Spencer Copy Share Image
