Love grows more tremendously full, swift, poignant, as the years multiply.
Zane Grey
I arise full of eagerness and energy, knowing well what achievement lies ahead of me.
Zane Grey
This motion-picture muddle had distracted me from my writing.
Zane Grey
What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death.
Zane Grey
No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything.
Zane Grey
Today I began the novel that I determined to be great.