Context Is To Data What Water Is

You Have To Live To Really Know Things, My Love

Poets Are The Mad Midwives To Reality. They See Not What Is, Nor What Can Be, But What Must Become.

Speaking As A Novelist Myself, I Know That Members Of Our Profession Live In Our Imaginations As Much Or More As We Inhabit What People Call 'the Real World.

It Occurs To Me That Our Survival May Depend Upon Our Talking To One Another.

This Is Every Writer's Nightmare - The Sudden Breakdown Of Meaning In The Language That Sustains And Supports Us.