The Characters I Write About Are Very

Maybe It Has Something To Do With Being A Reporter For A Long Time That I Don't Look To Newspapers And Television And So Forth For Inspiration Most Of The Time.

I've Learned Over The Years That Sometimes If You Ask The Same Question More Than Once You Get Different Responses.

Money. The Ultimate Motivation. The Ultimate Way Of Keeping Score.

There Is No End Of Things In The Heart. ...she Understood It To Mean That If You Took Something To Heart, Really Brought It Inside Those Red Velvet Folds, Then It Would Always Be There For You. No Matter What Happened, It Would Be There Waiting. She Said This Could Mean A Person, A Place, A Dream. A Mission. Anything Sacred. She Told Me That It Is All Connected In Those Secret Folds. Always. It Is All Part Of The Same And Will Always Be There, Carrying The Same Beat As Your Heart.

Well, Did He Do It?" She Always Asked The Irrelevant Question. It Didn't Matter In Terms Of The Strategy Of The Case Whether The Defendant "did It" Or Not. What Mattered Was The Evidence Against Him -- The Proof -- And If And How It Could Be Neutralized. My Job Was To Bury The Proof, To Color The Proof A Shade Of Gray. Gray Was The Color Of Reasonable Doubt.