My Grief Is That The Publishing World,

The Melancholy Thing About The World Is That It Is Full Of Stupid People; And The World Is Run For The Benefit Of The Stupid And Common.

A Businessman Is Someone Who Buys At Ten And Is Happy To Get Out At Twelve. The Other Kind Of Man Buys At Ten, Sees It Rise To Eighteen And Does Nothing. He Is Waiting For It To Rise To Twenty. When It Drops To Two He Waits For It To Get Back To Ten.

Some Writers Can Only Deal With Childhood Experience, Because It's Complete. For Another Kind Of Writer, Life Goes On, And He's Able To Keep Processing That As Well.

As A Child I Knew Almost Nothing, Nothing Beyond What I Had Picked Up In My Grandmother's House. All Children, I Suppose, Come Into The World Like That, Not Knowing Who They Are.

I Am The Kind Of Writer That People Think Other People Are Reading.