An Idea Is An Eye Given By

But When I Don't Smoke I Scarcely Feel As If I'm Living. I Don't Feel As If I'm Living Unless I'm Killing Myself.

Time's Arrow, We Are Told, Is A One-way Thing. . . Memory's Arrow, Like The Needle Of A Compass Too Close To A Lodestone, Spins In All Directions.

And Now It Seems She's On My Wavelength. That's All I Need. My Mind Isn't Much Of A Comfort To Me But At Least I Thought It Was Private.

When I Write A Book, I Don't Have A Plan Or An Outline. The Characters Move The Action, And The Action Develops The Characters. When I Write A Book, I Become An Actor, Really, Taking The Role Of The Person Who Is Speaking Or Acting At The Time, And So Their Reactions To Whatever They See Are My Reactions.

I'll Never Retire. They'll Have To Take My Computer Out Of My Cold, Dead Hands. I'm Addicted To Writing. I Feel Physically Unwell If I'm Not Doing It.