In 'real Life' Everything Is Diluted; In

The Novelist's--any Writer's--object Is To Whittle Down His Meaning To The Exactest And Finest Possible Point. What, Of Course, Isfatal Is When He Does Not Know What He Does Mean: He Has No Point To Sharpen.

In My Experience One Thing You Don't Learn From Is Anything Anyone Set Up To Be A Lesson; What You Are To Know You Pick Up As You Go Along.

Silences Can Be As Different As Sounds.

Disappointment Tears The Bearable Film Off Life.

The Craft Of The Novelist Does Lie First Of All In Story-telling.