I Ask For Your Indulgence When I

You Can Be A Hunchback And A Dwarf And What-all. If You Write Beautifully, You Can Write Beautifully.

I Don't Enjoy Any Of The Process Of Writing. I Enjoy It When It Goes On If It Zings And It Has Great Warmth And Import And It's Successful.

I Don't Believe In Reincarnation. That's A Cop-out. . . . I Anticipate Death Will Be A Totally Unconscious Void In Which You Float Through Eternity With No Particular Consciousness Of Anything.

It's Part Of The Business Of Really Not Caring About Topping Myself Because I Really Don't Care What's Going To Happen. I Think Just Surviving Is A Major Thing. I'd Like To Write Something That My Peers, My Colleagues, My Fellow Writers Would Find A Source Of Respect.

Imagination... Its Limits Are Only Those Of The Mind Itself.