I left Princeton, but I graduated Harvard, in 1952.
I think situations are more important than plot and character.
Well, my relationship to America at the time I left was very limited.
My Life in CIA is the first time that I've ever written a story in my own name.
Music had been my first love among the arts, and I was fascinated by it, as I still am.
And I finished college because I thought how much it would upset my parents if I didn't.
My mother could never understand why I didn't write a thriller, which I've finally done.
And then, when I left Princeton in the middle of my sophomore year, I went into the navy.
I'd been brought up on the Upper East Side in a WASP society, which was death on crutches.