Being an artist is an incredibly selfish endeavour and to find somebody willing to go along for the ride with you is amazing, because they know they're never going to be first in your heart, they might tie for top spot but will never come out on top. If they asked you to choose between them and your art, you'll either choose art or hate them for the rest of your days.
The great thing about reading a Kevin Smith book is it's like having a conversation. True it might be a bit one-sided as you're hard pressed to get a word in edgewise when dealing with a book.
Anyone who has ever listened to any of the commentary Smith includes with the DVDs of his movies, watched a DVD of his speaking tours or listened to any of his podcasts at Smodcast.com will understand what I'm talking about. He doesn't belabour a point or come across all heavy and intellectual, but still manages to make more sense and talk more intelligently about art, movies and life than 90 percent of the called self-help gurus out there. His recipe for happiness might not be right for everyone, but for those who are willing to give it all for their dream, it's a damn good one to follow.