A Story Begins And It Always Passes

I Never Wanted To Be Rich Or Successful Or Famous. I Just Wanted To Be Happy And Have Fun.

I Just Go To Lunch. And I Never Know When Something Is Going Into The File And Something Is Not.

We Buy Things. We Wear Them Or Put Them On Our Walls, Or Sit On Them, But Anyone Who Wants To Can Take Them Away From Us. Or Break Them. ... Long After He's Dead, Someone Else Will Own Those Stupid Little Boxes, And Then Someone After Him, Just As Someone Owned Them Before He Did. But No One Ever Thinks Of That: Objects Survive Us And Go On Living. It's Stupid To Believe We Own Them. And It's Sinful For Them To Be So Important.

Italians Know About Human Nature - They Understand Human Nature Perhaps Better Than Anyone Else Does. They Know That People Are Weak And Greedy And Lazy And Dishonest And They Just Try To Make The Best Of It; To Work Around It.

I Know You Shouldn't Spit In Your Own Soup But I Think Most Crime Writing Is Like Tv And Doesn't Make Enormous Demands On One's Intellect.