A Writer Survives In Spite Of His

Modern Man-whether In The Womb Of The Masses, Or With His Workmates, Or With His Family, Or Alone-can Never For One Moment Forget That He Is Living In A World In Which He Is A Means And Whose End Is Not His Business.

I Do Not Foresee A Time When I Shall Feel That I Have Nothing To Say.

When You Aren't Sincere You Need To Pretend, And By Pretending You End Up Believing Yourself; That's The Basic Principle Of Every Faith.

Yes, One Uses What One Knows, But Autobiography Means Something Else. I Should Never Be Able To Write A Real Autobiography; I Always End By Falsifying And Fictionalizing—i’m A Liar, In Fact. That Means I’m A Novelist, After All. I Write About What I Know.

A Writer Survives In Spite Of His Beliefs.