I Guess We All Have A Little

Writers, Like Most Human Beings, Are Adaptable Creatures. They Can Learn To Accept Subordination Without Growing Fond Of It. No Writer Can Forever Stand In The Wings And Watch Other People Take The Curtain Calls While His Own Contributions Get Lost In The Shuffle.

For The Record, Prejudices Can Kill, And Suspicion Can Destroy, And A Thoughtless Frightened Search For A Scapegoat Has A Fallout All Its Own For The Children, And The Children Yet Unborn. And The Pity Of It Is That These Things Cannot Be Confined To The Twilight Zone.

I Found That It Was All Right To Have Martians Saying Things Democrats And Republicans Could Never Say.

If You Need Drugs To Be A Good Writer, You Are Not A Good Writer.

Somewhere Between Apathy And Anarchy Lies The Thinking Human Being.