But I'm Not A Saint

When You've Got Nowhere To Turn, Turn On The Gas.

I Will Say Only That All A Writer Has To Work With Is The Material He Has Gathered As The Result Of His Own Endeavor And Observations, And He Cannot Be Denied The Right To Use It. Condemn, But Not Deny.

Imagination, Of Course, Can Open Any Door - Turn The Key And Let Terror Walk Right In.

Clocks Indeed Must Have Their Sacrifice: What Is Death But An Offering To Time And Eternity?

I Feel That All A Writer Has Is His Own Experience.