People Think That Stories Are Shaped By

People's Whole Lives Do Pass In Front Of Their Eye Before They Die. The Process Is Called "living".

I Believe It Should Be Possible For Someone Stricken With A Serious And Ultimately Fatal Illness To Choose To Die Peacefully With Medical Help, Rather Than Suffer.

The Only Really Sane Person In There Is Igor, And Possibly The Turnip. And I'm Not Sure About The Turnip.

My Agent Pointed Out One Day That I Had Been Quoted By A Columnist In Some American Newspaper, And He Noted With Some Glee That They Simply Identified Me By Name Without Reminding People Who I Was, Apparently In The Clear Expectation That Their Readers Would Know Who I Am.

It's Tough At The Top. It's Tough At The Bottom. But In Between You Could Use Them For Horse-shoes.