A Lie Is An Act Of Theft.

There's No Substitute For Loyalty.

You Do It A Day At A Time. You Write As Well As You Can, You Put It In The Mail, You Leave It Under Submission, You Never Leave It At Home.

Age Is A Peculiar Kind Of Thief. It Slips Up On You And Steps Inside Your Skin And Is So Quiet And Methodical In Its Work That You Never Realize It Has Stolen Your Youth Until You Look Into The Mirror One Morning And See A Man You Don't Recognize.

The Best Thing About Being A Best-selling Writer Is Being A Best-selling Writer. More Seriously, Today I Can Write Full Time And Pay The Bills.

How Do You Explain To Yourself The Casual Manner In Which You Threw Your Life Away?