I know you shouldn't spit in your own soup but I think most crime writing is like TV and doesn't make enormous demands on one's intellect.

My father read 'The New York Times,' my mother did secretarial work, we had a dog, we had a garden, I had a brother.

This is a fallen world. People lie, the truth gets distorted, and that's the way it is. What's for dinner ?

And off in the far distance, the gold on the wings of the angel atop the bell tower of San Marco flashed in the sun, bathing the entire city in its glistening benediction.

I just go to lunch. And I never know when something is going into the file and something is not.

I never wanted to be rich or successful or famous. I just wanted to be happy and have fun.

Venetians feel affection and loyalty to their city, rather than to the Italian state.