I've Been A Free Man.

An Autobiography Can Distort; Facts Can Be Realigned. But Fiction Never Lies: It Reveals The Writer Totally.

How Could People Like These, Without Words To Put To Their Emotions And Passions, Manage? They Could, At Best, Only Suffer Dumbly. Their Pains And Humiliations Would Work Themselves Out In Their Characters Alone: Like Evil Spirits Possessing A Body, So That The Body Itself Might Appear Innocent Of What It Did.

If You Write A Novel Alone You Sit And You Weave A Little Narrative. And It's O.k., But It's Of No Account.

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

It Has Had A Calamitous Effect On Converted Peoples. To Be Converted You Have To Destroy Your Past, Destroy Your History. You Have To Stamp On It, You Have To Say 'my Ancestral Culture Does Not Exist, It Doesn't Matter'.