Writing For Me, Even What

I First Came Out Against Castro In June 1968, Fifteen Months After My Book Had Been Published, And You Cannot Imagine How Quickly A Void Was Created Around Me

Tobacco Is The Opiate Of The Gentleman, The Religion Of The Rich.

There Were Influences In My Life That Were More Important Than Journalism, Such As Comic Strips And Radio.

I Think That I've Tried Many Times To Get Cuba In My Writings, Especially Havana, Which Was Once A Great And Fascinating City.

A Very Wise Author Once Said That A Writer Writes For Himself, And Then Publishes For Money. I Write For Myself And Publish Just For The Reader