Booze and tobacco and lots of sex. It keeps a lad young.
The short story, I should point out, is perforce a labor of love in today's literary world; there's precious little economic incentive to write one.
It's the easiest thing in the world to know God's will. You just wait and see what happens, and that's it.
Why on earth should I care whether people read me with their eyes or their ears?
If you build a better mousetrap, Nature will build a better mouse.
I’ve tried writing and the sentences come out fine, but I write a few pages and I don’t want to go on.