Sex Is Like Nose Picking. It's Fine

The Writer Has To Force Himself To Work. He Has To Make His Own Hours And If He Doesn't Go To His Desk At All There Is Nobody To Scold Him.

The Writer Walks Out Of His Workroom In A Daze. He Wants A Drink. He Needs It.

I Don't Care If A Reader Hates One Of My Stories, Just As Long As He Finishes The Book.

A Message To Children Who Have Read This Book - When You Grow Up And Have Children Of Your Own, Do Please Remember Something Important: A Stodgy Parent Is No Fun At All. What A Child Wants And Deserves Is A Parent Who Is Sparky.

The Witching Hour, Somebody Had Once Whispered To Her, Was A Special Moment In The Middle Of The Night When Every Child And Every Grown-up Was In A Deep Deep Sleep, And All The Dark Things Came Out From Hiding And Had The World All To Themselves.