I Don't Care About The Little Guy.

I Don't Want To Put The World To Rights... I Just Don't Like People Who Put The World To Wrongs.

I Don't Need Validation, Recognition Or Praise. What I Need Are Facts And The Facts Are That One Of My Books Gets Sold, Somewhere In The World, Every Second.

I Have To Warn You. I Promised My Mother, A Long Time Ago. She Said I Had To Give Folks A Chance To Walk Away.

Imagine The Uproar If The Federal Government Tried To Make Everyone Wear A Radio Transmitter Around Their Neck So We Can Keep Track Of Their Movements. But People Happily Carry Their Cell Phones In Their Purses And Pockets.

To Fill A Small Bag Means Selecting,and Choosing, And Evaluating. There's No Logicial End To That Process. Pretty Soon I Would Have A Big Bag, And Then Two Or Three. A Month Later I'd Be Like The Rest Of You.