Only Enemies Speak The Truth; Friends And

...stupidity Is One Of The Two Things We See Most Clearly In Retrospect. The Other Is Missed Chances.

I Like To End Stories Where The Readers Have A Little Room To Run. They Can Resolve Things As They Like In Their Own Mind.

It Is The Tale, Not He Who Tells It.

I Don't Really Map Anything Out. I Just Let It Happen [while Writing]. But Once It Happens, It's Always There. If It's Laid, It's Played. If I Get To Page 300 And It's Not Working, I Junk It.

The World Was The Overlook Hotel, Where The Party Never Ended. Where The Dead Were Alive Forever.