That's All It Takes, One Drop Of

She Was A Little Given To Rehearsing Things In Her Mind, And Having Imaginary Triumphs Over People Who Had Upset Her In One Way And Another.

You Have To Wait For Your Mind To Catch Up With Whatever It Is It’s Working On; Then You Can Write A Novel.

If You Can't Write Like New York, You Have No Business Living In New York And Making New York The Locale Of Your Stories.

Yes, I Have Actually Mined Coal, And Distilled Liquor, As Well As Seen A Girl In A Pink Dress, And Seen Her Take It Off. I Am 54 Years Old, Weigh 220 Pounds, And Look Like The Chief Dispatcher Of A Long-distance Driving Concern. I Am A Registered Democrat. I Drink.

A Guitar Has Moonlight In It.