I Don't Know What My Friends Do.

I Write Much Better In The Nonconfines Of The Early Morning Than I Do The Clutter Of The Day.

I Couldn't Direct Because I'm Too Impatient And I Couldn't Put Together A Package Because I Don't Understand Money. I'd Rather Just Do What I'm Doing.

You Unlock This Door With The Key Of Imagination. Beyond It Is Another Dimension: A Dimension Of Sound, A Dimension Of Sight, A Dimension Of Mind. You’re Moving Into A Land Of Both Shadow And Substance, Of Things And Ideas. You’ve Just Crossed Over Into… The Twilight Zone.

The Good Agent Probably Is Not The Reader, He's Just The Guy Who Can Put Together A Deal.

It Has Forever Been Thus: So Long As Men Write What They Think, Then All Of The Other Freedoms - All Of Them - May Remain Intact. And It Is Then That Writing Becomes A Weapon Of Truth, An Article Of Faith, An Act Of Courage.