I grew up in a very small, close-knit, Southern Baptist family, where everything was off-limits. So I couldn't wait to get to college and have some fun. And I did for the first two years. And I regret a lot of it, because my grades were in terrible shape.

There is no devious and dangerous life. I've lived a charmed life, especially in the last thirty years since I've started publishing. I've won the lottery. And I keep winning it every year and I am so fortunate to do something I thoroughly enjoy and still enjoy after a bunch of books.

It's a game. We tax lawyers teach the rich how to play it so they can stay rich-and the IRS keeps changing the rules so we can keep getting rich teaching them.

I looked at her and tried to speak, but all I could think about was how shocked she'd be if I said what I was thinking.

I don't feel stupid, just inadequate. After three years of studying the law, I'm very much aware of how little I know.

Every morning I wake at 6am or 6.30am, champing at the bit.

Please give me fifty more years of work and fun, then an instant death when I'm sleeping.