Art, Of Course, Is A Way Of

The True Artist Plays Mad With His Soul, Labors At The Very Lip Of The Volcano, But Remembers And Clings To His Purpose, Which Is As Strong As The Dream. He Is Not Someone Possessed, Like Cassandra, But A Passionate, Easily Tempted Explorer Who Fully Intends To Get Home Again, Like Odysseus.

The Primary Subject Of Fiction Is And Has Always Been Human Emotion, Values, And Beliefs.

People Will Tell You That Writing Is Too Difficult, That It's Impossible To Get Your Work Published, That You Might As Well Hang Yourself. Meanwhile, They'll Keep Writing And You'll Have Hanged Yourself.

To Write With Taste, In The Highest Sense, Is To Write [...] So That No One Commits Suicide, No One Despairs; To Write [...] So That People Understand, Sympathize, See The Universality Of Pain, And Feel Strengthened, If Not Directly Encouraged To Live On. If There Is Good To Be Said, The Writer Should Say It. If There Is Bad To Be Said, He Should Say It In A Way That Reflects The Truth That, Though We See The Evil, We Choose To Continue Among The Living. The True Artist [...] Gets His Sense Of Worth And Honor From His Conviction That Art Is Powerful--

We Read Five Words On The First Page Of A Really Good Novel And We Begin To Forget That We Are Reading Printed Words On A Page; We Begin To See Images.