You are reading a bold and universal headline which says ,’I am here, I am here, I am here.

Some automatic device clicked in her big brain, and her knees felt weak, and there was a chilly feeling in her stomach. She was in love with this man. They don't make memories like that anymore

If I am ever put to death on the hook, expect a very human performance.

The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable.

I never knew a writer's wife who wasn't beautiful.

As Marilee and I were dressing, I whispered to her that I loved her with all my heart. What else was there to say? 'You don't. You can't,' she said.

I would not be interested in writing if I didn't feel that what I wrote was an act of good citizenship or an attempt, at any rate, to be a good citizen.