My Father Was Very Outwardly Religious.

The Best Of Life Is Life Lived Quietly, Where Nothing Happens But Our Calm Journey Through The Day, Where Change Is Imperceptible And The Precious Life Is Everything.

The Imagination Demands That Life Be Told Slant Because Of Its Need Of Distance.

Among Its Many Other Obligations, Fiction Always Has To Be Believable. Life Does Not Have To Suffer Such Constraint, And Much Of What Takes Place Is Believable Only Because It Happens.

I'd Much Prefer To Write More Quickly.

I Think Technique Can Be Taught But I Think The Only Way To Learn To Write Is To Read, And I See Writing And Reading As Completely Related. One Almost Couldn't Exist Without The Other.