I Would Have Sold My

My Books Are Not Really Books; Theyre Endless Chains Of Distraction Shoved Inside A Cover. Many Of Them Begin At The Search Box Of Pub Med, An Internet Database Of Medical Journal Articles.

All Good Research-whether For Science Or For A Book-is A Form Of Obsession.

Gravity Disappears Again, And We Rise Up Off The Floor Like Spooks From A Grave. It's Like The Rapture In Here Every Thirty Seconds.

You Won't See Me Writing About Particle Physics, Or Even Planetary Geology, Or Chemistry. I Practically Failed Chemistry, And If I Had To Write A Book In Any Of Those Areas, I Don't Think It Would Go Well.

You Do Not Question An Author Who Appears On The Title Page As "t.v.n. Persaud, M.d., Ph.d., D.sc., F.r.c.path. (lond.), F.f.path. (r.c.p.i.), F.a.c.o.g.