Living The Past Is A Dull And

I Think That In Order To Write Really Well And Convincingly, One Must Be Somewhat Poisoned By Emotion.

... Home Isn't Always The Place Where You Were Born And Bred. Home Is The Place Where Your Everyday Clothes Are, And Where Somebody Or Something Needs You.

Writers Should Be Read But Not Seen. Rarely Are They A Winsome Sight.

Any Piece Of Furniture, I Don't Care How Beautiful It Is, Has Got To Be Lived With, And Kicked About, And Rubbed Down, And Mistreated By Servants, And Repolished, And Knocked Around And Dusted And Sat On Or Slept In Or Eaten Off Of Before It Develops Its Real Character ... A Good Deal Like Human Beings.

It Sounds So Far Away And Different. I Like Different Places. I Like Any Places That Isn't Here.