But I'm so slow on it because I find it terribly hard writing blind on computers. The computer speaks to me, but it's just so slow, I'm so terribly slow using it.

I categorically declare first my absolute innocence, second my lack of criminal intent, and third my effusive apologies.

Right now I'm so old that if I had a big gush of money, I don't know what I'd do with it. I don't travel anymore. I don't need anything, don't want anything. I'd give it to my son, I guess, and let him enjoy it.

Somebody else's ignorance is bliss.

Nothing is more conspicuous than a farting princess.

Vance has a genius in evoking the beauty of strangeness, the strangeness of beauty.

I just wrote what I felt like writing since they seemed to sell.