Almost Everyone Admits To Hunger During The

One Can Live In The Shadow Of An Idea Without Grasping It.

A Novel Which Survives, Which Withstands And Outlives Time, Does Do Something More Than Merely Survive. It Does Not Stand Still. It Accumulates Round Itself The Understanding Of All These Persons Who Bring To It Something Of Their Own. It Acquires Associations, It Becomes A Form Of Experience In Itself, So That Two People Who Meet Can Often Make Friends, Find An Approach To Each Other, Because Of This One Great Common Experience They Have Had.

Dialogue Must Appear Realistic Without Being So. Actual Realism-the Lifting, As It Were, Of Passages From A Stenographer's Take-down Of A 'real Life' Conversation-would Be Disruptive. Of What? Of The Illusion Of The Novel. In 'real Life' Everything Is Diluted; In The Novel Everything Is Condensed.

Autumn Arrives In Early Morning, But Spring At The Close Of A Winter Day.

With Three Or More People There Is Something Bold In The Air: Direct Things Get Said Which Would Frighten Two People Alone And Conscious Of Each Inch Of Their Nearness To One Another. To Be Three Is To Be In Public - You Feel Safe.