I Had, Like Any Other Young Novelist,

If You Don't Count Some Of Jehovah's Injunctions, There Are No Humorists In The Bible.

I Work Every Day - Or At Least I Force Myself Into Office Or Room. I May Get Nothing Done, But You Don't Earn Bonuses Without Putting In Time. Nothing May Come For Three Months, But You Don't Earn The Fourth Without It.

I Have Always Been Skeptical Of Medical Orthodoxies, Because Sooner, Rather Than Later, So Many Of Them Are Turned On Their Heads. Or, Put Another Way, Providing You Are Prepared To Wait It Out, What Was Adjudged Bad For You Yesterday Is Likely To Prove Beneficial Today.

There Are Ten Commandments, Right? Well, It's Like An Exam. You Get Eight Out Of Ten, You're Just About Top Of The Class.

Fiorito Has All The Right Stuff. His Splendid Memoir About His Relationship With His Dying Father Belongs On That Small Shelf With Philip Roth's Patrimony And Frank Mccourt's Angela's Ashes.