When A War Is Won, It's The

A Writer's Subconscious Is One Of The Filthiest Places There Are: As A Matter Of Fact, You Can Find The Whole World There.

I Sat Day After Day In My Little Room, Waiting For Inspiration To Visit Me, Trying To Invent A Pseudonym That Would Express, In A Combination Of Noble And Striking Sounds, Our Dream Of Artistic Achievement, A Pen Name Grand Enough To Compensate For My Own Feeling Of Insecurity And Helplessness At The Idea Of Everything My Mother Expected From Me.

I've Had A Lot Of Fun. Good-bye, And Thank You.

Men Sometimes Die Much Earlier Than They Are Burried.

When A War Is Won, It's The Losers, Not The Winners, Who Are Liberated.