If You Have No Wounds, How Can

You...you've Been Here Quite A Long Time, Haven't You?" What? Oh...yes. Ever Since I Married What's-her-name. Uh, Martha. Even Before That. Forever. Dashed Hopes, And Good Intentions. Good, Better, Best, Bested. How Do You Like That For A Declension, Young Man?

I Write To Find Out What I'm Talking About.

Read The Great Stuff, But Read The Stuff That Isn't So Great, Too. Great Stuff Is Very Discouraging. If You Read Only Beckett And Chekhov, You'll Go Away And Only Deliver Telegrams For Western Union.

Writing Should Be Useful. If It Can’t Instruct People A Little Bit More About The Responsibilities Of Consciousness, There’s No Point In Doing It.

Sometimes It's Necessary To Go A Long Distance Out Of The Way In Order To Come Back A Short Distance Correctly.