I Am Certainly A Fearful Person, But

Do Not Tell Me What To Do And Do Not Tell Me What I Can't Do.

No Place Has Delicatessen Like New York.

I Didn't Know I Was Really A Writer Until I Read It In The New York Times. And Then I Thought, "oh My God, Maybe I Can Really Do This". That Was A Review Of "margaret."

There's No Book Or Play Or Series Or Anything That Speaks To Everyone, Because Then It Wouldn't Speak To Anyone.

I Never Read The "bobbsey Twins" Or "boxcar Children."but I Did Remember Being Downtown, At The Bookstore By Myself And Having An Allowance And Spending It On A Nancy Drew Mysteries. And I Was Probably Eleven, Twelve.