The old saw about old dogs and new tricks only applies to certain people.

It doesn't matter who you are, or what you've done, or think you can do. There's a confrontation with destiny awaiting you. Somewhere, there is a chile you cannot eat.

If the English had deep-dish pizza they could have kept their empire.

I imagine a child. That child is me. I can reconstruct and vividly remember portions of my own childhood. I can see, taste, smell, feel, and hear them. Then what I do is, not write about that kid or about his world, but start to think of a book that would have pleased him.

I sort of always like to write starting with when I learned how.

Today is the yesterday you won't remember tomorrow.

Writing and telling are almost the same, the way I do it.