But I Don't Want More

When Love Exists, Nothing Else Matters, Not Life’s Predicaments, Not The Fury Of The Years, Not A Physical Winding Down Or Scarcity Of Opportunity.

A Book Is Not An End In Itself; It Is Only A Way To Touch Someone - A Bridge Extended Across A Space Of Loneliness And Obscurity - And Sometimes It Is A Way Of Winning Other People To Our Causes.

My Worst Flaw Is That I Tell Secrets, My Own And Everybody Else's.

I Tend To See The Similarities In People And Not The Differences.

I Was A Lousy Journalist. I Could Never Be Objective. Sometimes I Invented The Whole Story.