I'm Not An Urban Person.

I Think You Have An Obligation To Share What You Know As A Writer.

The Strange Thing Was, He Wanted To Like Everyone. He Just Couldn't Find A Way To Do It.

There Are Things In This Universe That We Cannot Control, And Then There Are The Things We Can. . . . Let Fate, Coincidence, And Accident Conspire; Human Beings Must Act On Reason.

How Could They Say That They Truly Loved Each Other? They Had Simply Grown Up Together, Been Children Together, And The Proximity Of It, The Closeness Of It, Had Produced In Them Love S Illusion. And Yet - On The Other Hand - What Was Love If It Wasn't This Instinct She Felt.

Well, I Think It’s Extraordinarily Fun To Write, And I Look Forward To It Every Day, But That Doesn’t Mean I Think It’s Easy. There’s A Difference Between The Two. It’s Fun In The Way All Worthwhile Things Are Fun – There’s Difficulty Attached To It. I Think That A Writer Has To Accept A Certain Amount Of Frustration. It’s Inherent In The Task, And You Have To Simply Persevere. It’s Part Of The Definition Of The Work.