No Woman Really Wants A Man To

That's Maturity-when You Realize That You've Finally Arrived At A State Of Ignorance As Profound As Your Parents.

Sometimes The Characters Develop Almost Without Your Knowing It. You Find Them Doing Things You Hadn't Planned On, And Then I Have To Go Back To Page 42 And Fix Things. I'm Not Recommending It As A Way To Write. It's Very Sloppy, But It Works For Me.

In The Silence I Heard Bastet, Who Had Retreated Under The Bed, Carrying On A Mumbling, Profane Monologue. (if You Ask How I Knew It Was Profane, I Presume You Have Never Owned A Cat.)

To Argue Without Knowledge Is Like Trying To Weave Without Thread.

It Is Much More Sensible To Be An Optimist Instead Of A Pessimist, For If One Is Doomed To Disappointment, Why Experience It In Advance?