Plot Is The Knowing Of Destination.

It Is Not Our Exalted Feelings, It Is Our Sentiments That Build The Necessary Home.

The Novel Does Not Simply Recount Experience, It Adds To Experience.

The Heart May Think It Knows Better: The Senses Know That Absence Blots People Out. We Really Have No Absent Friends.

... Artists Were Intended To Be An Ornament To Society. As A Society In Themselves They Are Unthinkable.

Often When I Write I Am Trying To Make Words Do The Work Of Line And Color. I Have The Painter's Sensitivity To Light. Much Of My Writing Is Verbal Painting.