Time Was Not Passing...it Was Turning In

In Her Final Years She Would Still Recall The Trip That, With The Perverse Lucidity Of Nostalgia, Became More And More Recent In Her Memory.

From The Moment I Wrote 'leaf Storm' I Realized I Wanted To Be A Writer And That Nobody Could Stop Me And That The Only Thing Left For Me To Do Was To Try To Be The Best Writer In The World.

The Fact Is That Being Seductive Is An Addiction That Can Never Be Satisfied.

There [is] No Innocence More Dangerous Than The Innocence Of Age.

Everyone Has Three Lives: A Public Life, A Private Life, And A Secret Life.