The Streets Were Dark With Something More

But Nothing Seems To Do Any Good.

He Looked About As Inconspicuous As A Tarantula On A Slice Of Angel Food.

I Always Find What I Want. But When I Find It, I Don't Want It Any More.

[as A Screenwriter] I Have A Sense Of Exile From Thought, A Nostalgia Of The Quiet Room And Balanced Mind. I Am A Writer, And There Comes A Time When That Which I Write Has To Belong To Me, Has To Be Written Alone And In Silence, With No One Looking Over My Shoulder, No One Telling Me A Better Way To Write It. It Doesn't Have To Be Great Writing, It Doesn't Even Have To Be Terribly Good. It Just Has To Be Mine.

I Do A Great Deal Of Research, Especially In The Apartments Of Tall Blondes.