I don't have many friends in Philadelphia. I sort of have one. I have the dog and someone else.

Actually, my dog I think is the only person who consistently loves me all the time.

I am the father of twin sons that were born in Philadelphia at Pennsylvania Hospital in 1983. They were 13 weeks premature. Gerry weighed 1 pound 14 ounces, and Zachary 1 pound 11 ounces. They were the first male twins to ever survive at Pennsylvania Hospital.

No passion in the world is equal to the passion to alter someone else's draft.

I'm really not interested in other people's opinions, because I think frankly most of those opinions are either misinformed and adding to this endless ball of hot air we have in our society where everyone thinks their opinion is valuable and sacred and what counts.

One of the inspirations for my becoming a writer was the baseball board game Strat-O-Matic.