| Life can't ever really defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death--fascinating, cruel, lavish, warm, cold, treacherous constant. |
| Living in the past is a dull and lonely business looking back strains the neck muscles, causes you to bump into people not going your way. |
| Only amateurs say that they write for their own amusement. Writing is not an amusing occupation. It is a combination of ditch-digging, mountain-climbing, treadmill and childbirth... But amusing Never. |
| Perhaps too much of everything is as bad as too little. |
