The Glory Of A Good Tale Is

The Writer's Original Perception Of A Character Or Characters May Be As Erroneous As The Reader's.

Legends Grow Beards, And Twenty-three Years Is Plenty Of Time To Grow A Long One.

Sometimes A Cigar Is Just A Smoke And A Story's Just A Story

Do Any Of Us, Except In Our Dreams, Truly Expect To Be Reunited With Our Hearts' Deepest Loves, Even When They Leave Us Only For Minutes, And On The Most Mundane Of Errands? No, Not At All. Each Time They Go From Our Sight We In Our Secret Hearts Count Them As Dead. Having Been Given So Much, We Reason, How Could We Expect Not To Be Brought As Low As Lucifer For The Staggering Presumption Of Our Love?

So Where Do The Ideas-the Salable Ideas-come From? They Come From My Nightmares. Not The Night-time Variety, As A Rule, But The Ones That Hide Just Beyond The Doorway That Separates The Conscious From The Unconscious.