If You Tell Yourself The Great Lie

And So Will The World End, I Think, A Victim Of Love Rather Than Hate. For Love's Ever Been The More Destructive Weapon, Sure.

As A Species We're Fundamentally Insane.

Go Then, There Are Other Worlds Than These.

I Don't Make Movies. I Don't Feel That I Have To Have Artistic Control. Part Of This Comes From The Fact That The Book Lives On No Matter What Hollywood Does To Your Novel In Terms Of A Film. Now, You Try To Be Careful Who You Allow To Do Your Film Because Nobody Wants Their Novel To Become A Turkey Movie. But, On The Other Hand, It Is A Crapshot Anyway, Because Even The Best People Can Make A Bad Film.

I Do Have One Slightly Crooked Wheel Upstairs, But Everything Else Is Ticking Along Just Four-o, Thank You Very Much.