Writing Is Mainly Perspiration, Not Inspiration.

We Have So Much Time And So Little To Do. Strike That, Reverse It.

She Might Even Be Your Lovely School-teacher Who Is Reading These Words To You At This Very Moment. Look Carefully At That Teacher. Perhaps She Is Smiling At The Absurdity Of Such A Suggestion. Don't Let That Put You Off. It Could Be Part Of Cleverness. I Am Not, Of Course, Telling You For One Second That Your Teacher Actually Is A Witch. All I Am Saying Is That She Might Be One. It Is Most Unlikely. But--here Comes The Big "but"--not Impossible.

When I Walked To School In The Mornings I Would Start Out Alone But Would Pick Up Four Other Boys Along The Way. We Would Set Out Together After School Across The Village Green.

Come Right Up Close To Me And I Will Show You Something Wonderful.

I Don't Care If A Reader Hates One Of My Stories, Just As Long As He Finishes The Book.