Keep out of this, " Lucian said. "I'm not smiting anybody.""You're showing mercy." Catch-a-Tick nodded. "That's heroic, too. But not as good as smiting.

Any fool can tell a story. Take a few odds and ends of things that happen to you, dress them up, shuffle them about, add a dash of excitement, a little color, and there you have it.

She has given you something of value: the truth in her heart.

If a storyteller worried about the facts - my dear Lucian, how could he ever get at the truth?

Flair-a primitive kind of style-may be innate, but I think knowledgeable taste is learned, the result of travel, experience, living, education.

I started noticing a lot of big companies are bored with ads; they feel sort of lost in the advertising world. They're not into magazines anymore.

Sarcasm creates a chasm between yourself and others.

I dream that my face appears on a postage stamp.

We didn't have time to go tobogganing, because we didn't have the toboggan.

It's that tingle in my stomach, that lump in my throat and that smile on my face that tell me I am part of an incredible team.

My dream is to do things until 'I have no regrets'

I don't have any of the answers, son. Never did. All I can do is keep asking the questions. Keep trying to make sense of why people do what they do.

Occasionally, in the middle of a conversation her name would be mentioned, and she would run down the steps of a chance sentence, without turning her head.

It's always illegitimate for white men to organize as white men.