Fantasy Is The Impossible Made

Every Writer Is A Frustrated Actor Who Recites His Lines In The Hidden Auditorium Of His Skull.

When I Dig Back Through Memory Cells, I Get One Particularly Distinctive Feeling-and That's One Of Warmth, Comfort And Well-being. For Whatever Else I May Have Had, Or Lost, Or Will Find-i've Still Got A Hometown. This, Nobody's Gonna Take Away From Me.

If Survival Calls For The Bearing Of Arms, Bear Them You Must. But The Most Important Part Of The Challenge Is For You To Find Another Means That Does Not Come With The Killing Of Your Fellow Man.

Ideas Are Born From What Is Smelled, Heard, Seen, Experienced, Felt, Emotionalized.

I Think Willa Cather Did A Short Story Called "paul's Case," And In It, When He Finally Commits Suicide, It Says, "he Surrendered To The Black Design Of Things." And That's What I Anticipate Death Will Be: A Totally Unconscious Void In Which You Float Through Eternity With No Particular Consciousness Of Anything. I Think Once Around Is Enough. I Don't Want To Start It All Over Again.