Ninety-seven Is My Lucky Number.

I Think There's A Tremendous Split Between People Who've Been Through A War And People Who Haven't.

I Love Hearing Details Of Writers' Craft, As Cannibals Eat The Brains Of Clever Men To Get Cleverer.

People In My Books Tend To Get Their Just Deserts, Even If Not At The Hands Of The Police.

My Mother Was A Politician In My Formative Years.

I Hate The Only One Of My Book Jackets When I Was Made Up Professionally, My Hair Made Into A Smooth Bell.