Good Days And Long Nights To Ya,

Yes, I’ve Made A Great Deal Of Dough From My Fiction, But I Never Set A Single Word Down On Paper With The Thought Of Being Paid For It...i Have Written Because It Fulfilled Me. ... I Did It For The Pure Joy Of The Things. And If You Can Do It For Joy, You Can Do It Forever.

Sooner Or Later Everything You Thought You'd Left Behind Comes Around Again. For Good Or Ill, It Comes Around Again.

He Found Himself Still With Too Many Questions And Not Enough Answers.

Sometimes When You're Young, You Have Moments Of Such Happiness, You Think You're Living On Someplace Magical, Like Atlantis Must Have Been. Then We Grow Up And Our Hearts Break Into Two.

There Were Times . . . When It Occurred To Me That I Was Repeating My Mother's Life. Usually This Thought Struck Me As Funny. But If I Happened To Be Tired, Or If There Were Extra Bills To Pay And No Money To Pay Them With, It Seemed Awful. I'd Think 'this Isn't The Way Our Lives Are Supposed To Be Going.' Then I'd Think 'half The World Has The Same Idea.