I'm Not Afraid Of Death. Death's Afraid

Don't Be Sad That Roses Have Thorns. Be Glad That Thorns Have Roses. Today's The Day I Worried About Yesterday And It Didn't Happen.

To Fill A Small Bag Means Selecting,and Choosing, And Evaluating. There's No Logicial End To That Process. Pretty Soon I Would Have A Big Bag, And Then Two Or Three. A Month Later I'd Be Like The Rest Of You.

I Wanted Readers To Be Genuinely Unsure As To Whether She's Telling The Truth Or Lying. It Meant Making Her Partly Sympathetic, And Partly Unsympathetic, Which Wasn't Easy.

He Had Fallen Out Of The Ugly Tree, And Hit Every Branch.

She's A Reflection Of My Fascination With The Diversity Of America She's Totally Normal In New York, But A Freak In Texas. There Are Dozens Of Such Clashes In America.