Occupation: Novelist Birth: April 21, 1922 Death: February 2, 1987
...the men of the Ulysses had no need to stand in shame...many had found, or were finding, that the point of no return was not necessarily the edge o….
Bowman turned his back on her and began to search the place methodically and exhaustively. When one searches any place, be it a gypsy caravan or a ba….
I'm not a born writer, and I don't enjoy writing..
This won't look so good in my obituary," Schaffer said dolefully. There was a perceptible edge of strain under the lightly-spoken words."Gave his lif….
I wrote each book in thirty-five days flat - just to get the darned thing finished..
I'm not a novelist, I'm a storyteller. There is no art in what I do, no mystique..
There are no brave men and cowardly men in the world, my son. There are only brave men. To be born, to live, to die—that takes courage enough in itse….