His Weakness Was His Belief That Evil

His Weakness Was His Belief That Evil Had Boundaries.

The Intermittent Depression That Had Shadowed Him Throughout His Adult Life Was About To Envelop Him Once Again.

Reading Is Such A Personal Thing To Me. I'd Much Rather Give Someone A Gift Certificate To A Bookstore, And Let That Person Choose His Or Her Own Books.

. . . Why Some Men Choose To Fill Their Brief Allotment Of Time Engaging The Impossible, Others In The Manufacture Of Sorrow.

I Don't Listen To Music When I Write, But I Do Turn On Appropriate Music When I Read Portions Of My Manuscripts Back To Myself - Kind Of Like Adding A Soundtrack To Help Shape Mood.