My Only Real Claim To Anyone's Attention

All Good Things Pass Away.

I Have Stolen Ideas From Every Book I Have Ever Read.

Being In Love Was Like China: You Knew It Was There, And No Doubt It Was Very Interesting, And Some People Went There, But I Never Would.

You'll Drift Apart, It's True, But You'll Be Out In The Open, Part Of Everything Alive Again.

A Story, To Me, Has A Particular Sprite, Like The Angel Of The Spirit Of That Story - And It's My Job To Attend To What It Wants To Do. When I Tell The Story Of Cinderella, The Sprite Does Not Want Me To Make It Into An Allegory Of The Fall Of Communism. The Sprite Would Be Unhappy If I Did That.