For a long time now I have tried simply to write the best I can. Sometimes I have good luck and write better than I can.
My luck is getting worse and worse. Last night, for instance, I was mugged by a quaker.
The latitude and longitudinal lines of where you are born determine your opportunity in life, and it’s not equal. We may have been created equal, but we’re not born equal. It’s a lot to do with luck and you have to pass that on.