Some Things We Must Pass Over In

A Lot Of My Books Have Been That Way. My World War Ii Thriller About Sarin Gas [black Cross] Was Published Two Months Before The Sarin Attack In The Japanese Subway. There Are Very Weird Coincidences Out There. And I Do Have One Surefire Plot I Have Not And Probably Never Will Write, Because Of My Fear Someone Will Carry It Out.

Her Touch Was As Knowing And Confident As Her Eyes, And As She Focused All Her Attention Upon Me, I Remembered That There Is Nothing So Thrilling As A Woman Of Words When She Decides That The Time For Words Is Past.

Sooner Or Later. It Had Better Be Sooner. Later Is Like The Horizon; It Recedes As You Approach.

See Spot Run!' Is A Perfect Sentence In Some Ways. But I Doubt The Critics Would Say It Was.

When Everything Is At Risk, Good Judgment, Not Haste, Makes The Difference Between Life And Death. Panic Is The Enemy.