The land of literature is a fairy land to those who view it at a distance, but, like all other landscapes, the charm fades on a nearer approach, and the thorns and briars become visible.
I have legs of iron, but to tell you the truth, they're starting to rust and buckle a bit.
You have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children.

