Then Why Don't You Go And ----

You're My Closest Friend And You're Thousands Of Miles Away.

I Hear It Still. As I Lay Down My Pen And Take To My Bed, I Am Aware Of The Bow Being Drawn Across The Bridge And The Music Rises Into The Night Sky. It Is Far Away And Barely Audible - But There It Is! A Pizzicato. Then A Tremelo. The Style Is Unmistakable. It Is Sherlock Holmes Who Is Playing. It Must Be. I Hope With All My Heart That He Is Playing For Me . . .

You Cannot Defeat Your Enemies Until You Know Who They Are.

Authors Have Odd Relationships With Their Creations They Owe Their Fame And Fortune To Their Characters But Feel Enslaved By Them.

There's A Dream World That We Visit Sometimes And That's How We Found Out Who We Are.