All Good Novelists Have Bad Memories.

She Was Not Too Young To Be Wise, But She Was Too Young To Know That Wisdom Shouldn't Be Spoken Aloud When You Are Happy.

People Change,' She Said 'oh, No They Don't. Look At Me. I've Never Changed. It's Like Those Sticks Of Rock: Bite It All The Way Down, You'll Still Read Brighton. That's Human Nature.

Death Was Far More Certain Than God.

So Much In Writing Depends On The Superficiality Of One's Days.

Reality In Our Century Is Not Something To Be Faced.