Our story opens in the mind of Luther L. (L for LeRoy) Fliegler, who is lying in his bed, not thinking of anything, but just aware of sounds, conscious of his own breathing, and sensitive to his own heartbeats. Lying beside him is his wife, lying on her right side and enjoying her sleep.

Never play cards with a man named Doc, and never eat at a place called Mom's.

Becoming the reader is the essence of becoming a writer.

An artist is his own fault.

Well, men go to musicals. Women are the ones that buy the tickets for plays.

In every marriage the wife has to keep her mouth shut about at least one small thing her husband does that disgusts her.

They say great themes make great novels. but what these young writers don't understand is that there is no greater theme than men and women.