I Have No Mouth. And

[on Love:] I Have No Respect For Anyone Who Says They've Given Up, Or That They're Not Looking Or That They're Tired. That Is To Abrogate One's Responsibility As A Human Being.

I Think Love And Sex Are Separate And Only Vaguely Similar. Like The Word Bear And The Word Bare. You Can Get In Trouble Mistaking One For The Other.

Now Begin In The Middle, And Later Learn The Beginning; The End Will Take Care Of Itself.

I Refuse To Write The Same Story Twice. I Keep Experimenting. I Keep Learning How To Work. I've Been At It Pretty Much 50 Years, And I'm Now Beginning To Learn How To Do The Job Well.

Get A Day Job, Make Your Money From That, And Write To Please Yourself.