Hello!" He said hello and then said, "What are you up to now?" "I'm still crazy. The rain feels good. I love to walk in it. "I don't think I'd like that," he said. "You might if you tried." "I never have." She licked her lips. "Rain even tastes good." "What do you do, go around trying everything once?" he asked. "Sometimes twice.

You let the story cool off and then, instead of rewriting it, you relive it.

All of my writing is God-given.

Memory is an illusion, nothing more. It is a fire that needs constant tending.

Love is easy, and I love writing. You can't resist love. You get an idea, someone says something, and you're in love.

Most members of Congress are politicians. They're bores. They're damn boring. They have no imagination, and they don't know how to imagine the future.

I shall remain on Mars and read a book.