He waved before she could respond, turning and walking out the door where a guard waited. In her throat a sob married a scream and became nothing. - Jim Harrison

I like grit, I like love and death, I'm tired of irony. ... A lot of good fiction is sentimental. ... The novelist who refuses sentiment refuses the full spectrum of human behavior, and then he just dries up. ... I would rather give full vent to all human loves and disappointments, and take a chance on being corny, than die a smartass.

All artists as a type seem to suffer a great deal, but then so do miners.

Pain (2)

...You want to give up, throw in the towel but you
can't give up because you're all you have.