Sooner Or Later. It Had

Her Touch Was As Knowing And Confident As Her Eyes, And As She Focused All Her Attention Upon Me, I Remembered That There Is Nothing So Thrilling As A Woman Of Words When She Decides That The Time For Words Is Past.

Sooner Or Later. It Had Better Be Sooner. Later Is Like The Horizon; It Recedes As You Approach.

Man Is The Universe Becoming Conscious Of Itself.

A Lot Of My Books Have Been That Way. My World War Ii Thriller About Sarin Gas [black Cross] Was Published Two Months Before The Sarin Attack In The Japanese Subway. There Are Very Weird Coincidences Out There. And I Do Have One Surefire Plot I Have Not And Probably Never Will Write, Because Of My Fear Someone Will Carry It Out.

See Spot Run!' Is A Perfect Sentence In Some Ways. But I Doubt The Critics Would Say It Was.