An Author's First Duty Is To Let

I Am Married To Beatrice Salkeld, A Painter. We Have No Children, Except Me.

Critics Are Like Eunuchs; They Can Tell You What To Do, But They Can't Do It Themselves!

New York Is My Lourdes, Where I Go For Spiritual Refreshment... A Place Where You're Least Likely To Be Bitten By A Wild Goat.

I Was Court-martialled In My Absence, And Sentenced To Death In My Absence, So I Said They Could Shoot Me In My Absence.

One Drink Is To Many For Me And A Thousand Not Enough.