Finders Were Keepers Unless Title Was Proven.

I Do Much Of My Creative Thinking While Golfing. If People Know You're Working At Home They Think Nothing Of Walking In For A Cup Of Coffee, But Wouldn't Dream Of Interrupting On The Golf Course.

Now, 75 Years Later In An Abundant Society Where People Have Laptops, Cell Phones, Ipods, And Minds Like Empty Rooms, I Still Plod Along With Books. Instant Information Is Not For Me. I Prefer To Search Library Stacks Because When I Work To Learn Something, I Remember It. And, Oprah, Can You Imagine Curling Up In Bed To Read A Computer? Weeping For Anna Karenina And Being Terrified By Hannibal Lecter, Entering The Heart Of Darkness With Mistah Kurtz, Having Holden Caulfield Ring You Up — Some Things Should Happen On Soft Pages, Not Cold Metal.

As I Inched Sluggishly Along The Treadmill Of The Maycomb County School System, I Could Not Help Receiving The Impression That I Was Being Cheated Out Of Something. Out Of What I Knew Not, Yet I Did Not Believe That Twelve Years Of Unrelieved Boredom Was Exactly What The State Had In Mind For Me.

Dill If You Don't Hush I'll Knock You Bowlegged.

Any Writer Worth His Salt Writes To Please Himself...it's A Self-exploratory Operation That Is Endless. An Exorcism Of Not Necessarily His Demon, But Of His Divine Discontent.