He (the Agent) Just Takes

Chess Is As Elaborate A Waste Of Human Intelligence As You Can Find Outside An Advertising Agency.

Everything A Writer Learns About The Art Or Craft Of Fiction Takes Just A Little Away From His Need Or Desire To Write At All. In The End He Knows All The Tricks And Has Nothing To Say.

She Gave Me A Smile I Could Feel In My Hip Pocket.

They Write Them Long Because They Can't Write Them Short.

He (the Agent) Just Takes Ten Per Cent Of Your Life.