When You Find The Right People, You

A Lie Is An Act Of Theft. It Steals Peoples Faith And Makes Them Resent Themselves

Age Is A Peculiar Kind Of Thief. It Slips Up On You And Steps Inside Your Skin And Is So Quiet And Methodical In Its Work That You Never Realize It Has Stolen Your Youth Until You Look Into The Mirror One Morning And See A Man You Don't Recognize.

Today, There Are More Opportunities For Writers In Terms Of Access To Larger Success, But It's More Difficult To Publish A Literary Novel In The Lower Ranges. In Other Words, You Almost Have To Hit A Home Run. You Can Hit A Triple, Maybe, But Nobody's Interested In A Single.

Every Rejection Is Incremental Payment On Your Dues That In Some Way Will Be Translated Back Into Your Work.

I Could Only Wonder Again At The White Race's Naïveté In Always Sending Forth Our Worst Members As Our Emissaries.