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No One Ever Mentioned It, But Thousands Of Men Welcomed World War Ii As A Way To Escape Their Humdrum Lives Rather Than A Chance To Fight For God And Country.

A Bad Liver Is To A Frenchman What A Nervous Breakdown Is To An American. Everyone Has Had One And Everyone Wants To Talk About It.

This Is What Makes Me Happy: Remembering Where I Put My House Keys.

This Is What Makes Me Happy: ...any Music-free Restaurant ... A Grandson Who Offers To Clean The Snow Off My Driveway And Also Fix My Computer ... An Evening In Bed With A Good Book. ... A Good Night's Sleep ... As You Can See, It Doesn't Take Much To Make Me Happy.

Writers Are Funny About Reviews: When They Get A Good One They Ignore It-- But When They Get A Bad Review They Never Forget It. Every Writer I Know Is The Same Way: You Get A Hundred Good Reviews, And One Bad, Andyou Remember Only The Bad. For Years, You Go On And Fantasize About The Reviewer Who Didn't Like Your Book; You Imagine Him As A Jerk, A Wife-beater, A Real Ogre. And, In The Meantime, The Reviewer Has Forgotten All About The Whole Thing. But, Twenty Years Later, The Writer Still Remembers That One Bad Review.