Books Are Packaged Dreams.

Loving The Ideal More Than The Reality Is The Cause Of All The Misery The Human Species Creates For Itself.

The Desire To Write Well Can Never Be Fulfilled Without Hard Work.

I Admit To Having An Imagination Feverish Enough To Melt Good Judgment.

Humanity Was Drawn To Turmoil And Self-destruction As Inevitably As The Earth Was Drawn To Complete Its Annual Revolution Of The Sun.

Somebody Asked Me About The Current Choice We're Being Given In The Presidential Election. I Said, Well, It's Like Two Of The Scariest Movies I Can Imagine.