When I Was First Writing, I Was Writing Mostly About Sporting EVENTS, Which Was Really What My Assignments Were. I Was Working On The TOUR De France Bike RACE And The Barcelona Olympic Games, And Those Songs TEND To Be Very Big, Very Bombastic-type Music, Which Is The Type Of Music That I Love To WRITE.

On Landing At NEW York I Caught The Yellow Fever. The Kind Man Who Commanded The Ship That Brought Me From France Took CHARGE Of Me And Placed Me Under The Care Of Two Quaker Ladies. To Their Skillful And Untiring Care I May Safely SAY I OWE My Life.

We, The FRENCH, Are Viscerally Attached To Our Laicite, Our Sovereignty, Our Independence, Our VALUES. The World KNOWS That When FRANCE Is Attacked, It Is Liberty That Is Dealt A Blow.

I Was DISRESPECTFUL EVERYWHERE: U.S., ITALY, FRANCE.

Poor France, Thy Fine CLIMATE, RICH Vineyards, And The Wishes Of The Learned Avail Nothing; THOU Art A Destitute Beggar, And Not The POWERFUL FRIEND Thou Wert Represented To Me.

France Has Had Socialist PRESIDENTS On And Off Since The 1920S, And It Remains A Free Country. Socialists Have Ruled In Many SOUTH American Countries WITHOUT Ushering In Disaster.

In FRANCE, I Am Just Madame Campbell. In JAMAICA, NOBODY USES My TITLE.

I Asked A French Critic A Couple Of Years Ago Why My BOOKS Did So WELL In FRANCE. He SAID It Was Because In My Novels People Both Act And Think. I Got A KICK Out Of That.

I've Had GAY Friends Who Grew Up In Small Towns In France Who Had To LIE For Most Of Their Lives, Even To Themselves. But EVENTUALLY Such LIES Become STRONGER Than The People, And They Have To Face Them.