A Terrific Sadness Swept Over Jerry. As

I Don't Think I Began To Be A Professional Writer Until I Learned My Weaknesses And What I Couldn't Do. This Forced Me To Compensate.

I Write Very Tightly, And My Big Fear Is Boring People. I Want Them To Read Quickly, Stopped In Their Tracks. I Resist Indulging Myself.

I Sometimes Get Tired Because I Can Seldom Read A Book For Pleasure. I'm Like The Play Reviewer Who Happens To Go To A Play On An Off Day And Can't Help But View It Critically.

We Often Think That Tragedies Happen Because Of Great Earthquakes In People's Lives. I Think They Sometimes Occur Because Of Small Things That Become Obsessive To A Particular Person.

Cities Fell. Earth Opened. Planets Tilted. Stars Plummeted. And The Awful Silence.