It Is Not That Sport, Over-indulged In,

In Truth, Even If They Have An Imperfect Insight Into Their Own Methods, I Still Slightly Mistrust Writers Of Fiction Who Are Assured Literary Critics; It Makes Me Suspect That They Favour The Word Over The World It Should Describe. Such Scribes Fall Victim Too Easily To The Solecism Of Equating Style With Morality.

Whenever I Produce My Best Work, It's Always Because I've Spent Time Being Idle. Something Always Emerges After Nothing.

Sometimes, When I Hear People Without Experience Of Addiction Blame Addicts For Their Behaviour I Feel Like Saying To Them: "you Simply Don't Understand - How Can A Child Be Held Responsible For Doing Such A Dreadful Thing To Himself?" But Then Again, At Other Times I Have To Acknowledge: It Was Done Wilfully.

Don't Look Back Until You've Written An Entire Draft.

Lives Don't Divide Up Into Chapters. People Don't Just Talk, While Nothing's Going On In Their Head, And Then Respond. You Know, None Of These Things Actually Happen.