Partly Cloudy with a Chance for Truth

I don't often post quotes, but lately have felt like I needed something uplifting, something stable and true to hold onto... a reminder that when I feel down or when I feel like I'm seeing the world askew, it's still my world and it is what I know -- and no one, NO ONE can take away what I feel in my heart. It can't be reasoned away, it can't be called wrong, it can't be called untimely and it cannot be restrained by anyone but me. Maybe you will like this quote as much as I:

"Remember above all things, Kid, that to write is not difficult, not painful, that it comes out of you with ease, that you can whip up a little tale in no time, that when you are sincere about it, that when you want to impress a truth, it is not difficult, not painful, but easy, graceful, full of smooth power, as if you were a writing machine with a store of literature that is boundless, enormous, endless, and rich. For it is true; this is so. Do not forget it in your gloomier moments. Make your stuff warm, drive it home American-wise, don't mind critics, don't mind the stuffy academic theses of scholars, they don't know what they're talking about, they're way off the track, they're cold; you're warm, you're redhot, you can write all day, you know what you know..."
-- Jack Kerouac