Writers Vary Tremendously. Was It

Coming Up With Ideas Is The Easiest Thing On Earth. Putting Them Down Is The Hardest.

I Write Much Better In The Nonconfines Of The Early Morning Than I Do The Clutter Of The Day.

I Don't Enjoy Any Of The Process Of Writing. I Enjoy It When It Goes On If It Zings And It Has Great Warmth And Import And It's Successful.

We're Developing A New Citizenry. One That Will Be Very Selective About Cereals And Automobiles, But Won't Be Able To Think.

I've Never Planned Ahead.i Just Sort Of Go Through Life Checking The Menu Of Three Meals That Day. I Never Worry About Tomorrow. It's Only Since I've Gotten Older That I've Begun To Wonder About Time Running Out. Is It Sufficient Unto Itself That I Don't Plan? Because Maybe Next Thursday Won't Come One Day. And Then, I'm Concerned About That. But That's Not Uniquely The Writer's Concern, That's The Concern Of Every Middle-aged Man Who Looks In The Mirror.