We Only Appreciate What We Have When

My Worst Flaw Is That I Tell Secrets, My Own And Everybody Else's.

A Novel Is Like A Window, Open To An Infinite Landscape.

I Seek Truth And Beauty In The Transparency Of An Autumn Leaf, In The Perfect Form Of A Seashell On The Beach, In The Curve Of A Woman's Back, In The Texture Of An Ancient Tree Trunk, But Also In The Elusive Forms Of Reality.

Write What Should Not Be Forgotten.

I Was A Very Bad Journalist. Awful. I Would Just Invent Everything. If I Did An Interview, I Had A Preconception Of What That Person Should Say And I Would Put My Words In His Mouth.