If We Are True, If We Can

I Was Born Left-handed, But I Was Made To Use My Other Hand. When I Was Writing 'famished Road,' Which Was Very Long, I Got Repetitive Stress Syndrome. My Right Wrist Collapsed, So I Started Using My Left Hand. The Prose I Wrote With My Left Hand Came Out Denser, So Later On I Had To Change It.

Painters Ought To Be Mute. Speech Is The Enemy Of Expression.

Don't Read What Everyone Else Is Reading. Check Them Out Later, Cautiously.

Without Stories We Would Go Mad. Life Would Lose Its Moorings Or Lose Its Orientations. Even In Silence We Are Living Our Stories

Reading, Like Writing, Is A Creative Act. If Readers Only Bring A Narrow Range Of Themselves To The Book, Then They'll Only See Their Narrow Range Reflected In It.