I've never taken a scalpel to a dead body.

And suddenly the world was filled with wooden faces and flat voices - and, you were alone.

I stop working at about 3 p.m. on Fridays.

My fans want me to talk to them. And even if they want to be critical, I want to hear what they've got to say.

Has all the trappings of a mystery novel, doesn't it?

If everybody, every day, would try to do one thing that pulls them beyond themselves the world will start being a better place.

Everyone is doing forensics.