In The Year 2025, The

I Understand From My Own Work That Haste Makes Waste. But I Also Understand That ... The Creative Spark Dims, And Then Death Puts It Out. William Shakespeare, For Instance, Hasn’t Produced A New Play For 400 Years. That, My Friends, Is A Long Dry Spell.

Being Sorry For Myself Is A Luxury I Can't Afford.

We Like To Think About How Smart We Are. But I Think Talent As A Writer Is Hard-wired In, It's All There, At Least The Basic Elements Of It. You Can't Change It Any More Than You Can Choose Whether To Be Right Handed Or Left Handed.

To The Devil With False Modesty.

Writing's About Getting Up, Getting Well, And Getting Over. Getting Happy, Okay? Getting Happy.