The World, Like A Great Iris Of

When You're Older You Want To Learn From Other People.

You Must Never Name The Goal. You Must Never Tell Us The Target You're Hitting For. You Must Automatically Go Toward It Without Ever Naming It.

You'd Type Like Hell. I Spent $9.80 And In Nine Days I Had Fahrenheit 451.

Write A Short Story Every Week. It's Not Possible To Write 52 Bad Short Stories In A Row.

My Personal Telephone Book Is A Book Of The Dead Now. I'm So Old. Almost All Of My Friends Have Died, And I Don't Have The Guts To Take Their Names Out Of The Book.