I can do what I need to do. I can get where I want to go, no matter how hard it is.

What year these events transpired is of no consequence. Where they occured is not important. The time is always, and the place is everywhere.

We are coming out of a century that was taught that one way of looking at the world, that one form of behavior, is as valid as another. The idea of true evil has been blown away.

If someone wrote it and it had a peculiar twist, I've read it.

I have advice for new writers, first of all, at any time in the history of publishing in my experience, there will be endless number people telling you that you can't do what you are trying to do. You won't succeed, there's something else you should be doing.

I can love October in September. September doesn’t care.

If dogs talked, one of them would be president by now. Everybody likes dogs.