I Want My Books To Sell, To

I Don't Pick And Choose Subjects Or Settings; They Pick And Choose Me.

In A Painting, You Can't Make Out Whether The Artist Painted The Left Eye Before The Right Eye. In Chinese Calligraphy, You Can See The Progression Of The Artist's Stroke.

Is It Not Love That Knows How To Make Smooth Things Rough And Rough Things Smooth?

Music, Such Music, Is A Sufficient Gift. Why Ask For Happiness; Why Hope Not To Grieve? It Is Enough, It Is To Be Blessed Enough, To Live From Day To Day And To Hear Such Music-not Too Much, Or The Soul Could Not Sustain It-from Time To Time.

Fiction Basically Is A Form Of Gossip Where You Want To Enter Other People's Lives, The Lives Of People You Don't Know, And You Want To Know What's Going To Happen To Them.