A Person Who Deserves My

When People Ask What I Write About, That's What I Tell Them: 'the Drama Of Human Relationships.' I'm Not Even Close To Running Out Of Material.

The Silence Was Part Of The Story I Wanted To Tell.

Those Who Rhapsodize About The Ease And Joy Of Childhood Have Perhaps Forgotten What It's Like To Be 12 Years Old.

I Was Giving A Speech One Time, And The Woman Who Introduced Me Said, 'well, She Used To Be J. D. Salinger's Girlfriend. I Thought, 'god, Is That All I've Been?' I Didn't Want To Be Reduced To That.

The Painter Who Feels Obligated To Depict His Subjects As Uniformly Beautiful Or Handsome And Without Flaws Will Fall Short Of Making Art.