Life Should Be Touched, Not Strangled.

I'm Inclined To Believe You Need The Psychiatrist.

It Was In Their Friendship They Just Wanted To Run Forever, Shadow And Shadow.

A Single Face Turned Upward Toward All Time One Flesh, One Ecstasy, One Peace.

You're Peculiar, You're Aggravating, Yet You're Easy To Forgive. You Say You're Seventeen?..how Odd. How Strange. And My Wife Thirty And Yet You Seem So Much Older At Times. I Can't Get Over It.

I've Never Been In Charge Of My Stories, They've Always Been In Charge Of Me. As Each New One Has Called To Me, Ordering Me To Give It Voice And Form And Life, I've Followed The Advice I've Shared With Other Writers Over The Years: Jump Off The Cliff And Build Your Wings On The Way Down.