I Remember My Comic Strips Being Called

Remember How You Used To Be Able To Feel Your Bed Breathing And The Walls Spinning When You Were A Kid?

I've Gotten A Lot Of Livid Letters About The Awfulness Of My Work. I've Never Known What To Make Of It. Why Do People Bother To Write If They Hate What I Do?

I Wasn't Afraid To Be Laughed At Or Be Loud.

You May Be A Lady But You Are Still The Man!

When We Finish A Book, Why Do We Hold It In Both Hands And Gaze At It As If It Were Somehow Alive?