Writers Should Be Read But Not Seen.

The Ideal View For Daily Writing, Hour For Hour, Is The Blank Brick Wall Of A Cold-storage Warehouse. Failing This, A Stretch Of Sky Will Do, Cloudless If Possible.

Christmas Isn't A Season. It's A Feeling.

Cherry Cobbler Is Shortcake With A Soul.

I Think That In Order To Write Really Well And Convincingly, One Must Be Somewhat Poisoned By Emotion.

We No Longer Build Fireplaces For Physical Warmth—we Build Them For The Warmth Of The Soul; We Build Them To Dream By, To Hope By, To Home By.