I Can't Lie And Say There Are

So Where Do The Ideas-the Salable Ideas-come From? They Come From My Nightmares. Not The Night-time Variety, As A Rule, But The Ones That Hide Just Beyond The Doorway That Separates The Conscious From The Unconscious.

The Situation Comes First...the Characters...come Next...[then] Begin To Narrate.

The Good Thing About Being Old, Is You Don’t Have To Worry About Dying Young.

A Slice Of Pie Without Cheese Is Like A Kiss Without A Squeeze.

How Else Could He Go On, Except With Merciful Incomprehension Held Before Him Like A Shield? How Could Anyone?