Youth Is A Mortal Wound.

Mandarin Ducks Mate For Life And Will Die Of Loneliness If Separated From Their Chosen Mate.

I'm Sure My First Nine Years Have Had A Powerful Influence On The Kind Of Books I Write.

I Think, She Began Quietly, I Think We Want... Not Just Bread For Our Bellies. We Want More Than Only Bread. We Want Food For Our Hearts, Our Souls. We Want- How To Say It? We Want, You Know- Puccini Music.... We Want For Our Beautiful Children Some Beauty. She Leaned Over And Kissed The Curl On Her Finger. We Want Roses.

A Great Novel Is A Kind Of Conversion Experience. We Come Away From It Changed.

...one Reason I Became A Writer Was That I Figured Out That If You Call Yourself A Writer, You Can Read All You Want And People Think That You Are Working.