Why Do I Write? The Truth, The

That's One Of The Privileges Of Old Age - You Can Give Plenty Of Advice 'cause Most Folks Think That's All You Got Left Anyway.

A Star Dies In Heaven Every Time You Snatch Away Someone's Dream.

A Loud Voice Is Not Always Angry; A Soft Voice Not Always To Be Dismissed; And A Well-placed Silence Can Be The Indisputable Last Word.

The Music In His Laughter Had A Way Of Rounding Off The Missing Notes In Her Soul.

I Don't Want To Write Without A Sense Of Drama, Without Passion, Or Without Both Eyes Open To The World Around Me.