Nobody Likes A Clown At Midnight

That's Something That Is Almost Accidental At The Beginning Of A Career, But The More You Write, The More Trained You Are To Recognize The Little Signals.

When A Man Has Died, He Wants You To Know About It.

Because The Hardest Boss A Man Can Ever Have Is Himself.

Pride Was The Belt You Used To Hold Your Pants Up When You Had No Pants.

In Many Ways, Eulah-beulah Prepared Me For Literary Criticism. After Having A Two-hundred-pound Babysitter Fart On Your Face And Yell Pow!, The Village Voice Holds Few Terrors.