I'm My Own Writer. My Material Means

In A Way My Reputation Has Become That Of The Curmudgeon.

I Know My Father And My Mother, But Beyond That I Cannot Go. My Ancestry Is Blurred.

What Matters In The End In Literature, What Is Always There, Is The Truly Good. And- Though Played Out Forms Can Throw Up Miraculous Sports Like The Importance Of Being Earnest Or Decline And Fall- What Is Good Is Always What Is New, In Both Form And Content. What Is Good Forgets Whatever Models It Might Have Had, And Is Unexpected; We Have To Catch It On The Wing.

I Always Knew Who I Was And Where I Had Come From. I Was Not Looking For A Home In Other People's Lands.

Whenever I Have Had To Write Fiction, I've Always Had To Invent A Character Who Roughly Has My Background.