Don't Undo A Brave And Noble Deed.

If You Don't Compromise Your Gift, If You Write Each Day As Well As You Can, And Then Submit Your Work And Not Worry About It And Go On To The Next Piece, You Suddenly Find Oddly Enough That You're No More Interested In The Applause Than The Silence. You Don't Hear Either One Of Them. You Can Never Listen To The Naysayers. If You Do You Won't Survive.

I Think All Good Narration Contains An Element Of Mystery And Suspense. If It Didn't, If The Storyline Were Predictable, We Would Have No Interest In Reading It.

I Think The "crime Novel" Has Replaced The Sociological Novel Of The 1930s. I Think The Progenitor Of That Tradition Is James M. Cain, Who In My View Is The Most Neglected Writer In American Literature.

It Has Been My Experience That Most Human Stories Are Circular Rather Than Linear. Regardless Of The Path We Choose, We Somehow End Up Where We Commenced - In Part, I Suspect, Because The Child Who Lives In Us Goes Along For The Ride.

I Sometimes Subscribe To The Belief That All Historical Events Occur Simultaneously, Like A Dream In The Mind Of God. Perhaps It Is Only Man Who Views Time Sequentially And Tries To Impose A Solar Calendar Upon It. What If Other People, Both Dead And Unborn, Are Living Out Their Lives In The Same Space We Occupy, Without Our Knowledge Or Consent?" The Glass Rainbow, P. 138