To Fear Is One Thing. To Let

I Think, She Began Quietly, I Think We Want... Not Just Bread For Our Bellies. We Want More Than Only Bread. We Want Food For Our Hearts, Our Souls. We Want- How To Say It? We Want, You Know- Puccini Music.... We Want For Our Beautiful Children Some Beauty. She Leaned Over And Kissed The Curl On Her Finger. We Want Roses.

The World That Is In Me Is The Only World I Have By Which To Grasp The World Outside And As I Write Fiction, It Is The Chart By Which I Must Steer.

What I Really Want To Do Is To Write A Hilarious Farce.

I Know A Movie And A Book Are Two Different Things And You Are Going Do Different Media In Different Ways. No Author Can Want A Movie To Be Exactly Like The Book Because Then It Will Be A Bad Movie.

The Children's Book World Has Given Me Wonderful Friendships And An Unbelievably Rich Life.