Old Saws Have No Teeth.

Travelers Are Fantasists, Conjurers, Seers - And What They Finally Discover Is That Every Round Object Everywhere Is A Crystal Ball: Stone, Teapot, The Marvelous Globe Of The Human Eye.

After A Certain Number Of Years, Our Faces Become Our Biographies.

One Reason Writers Write Is Out Of Revenge.

To Be Any Sort Of Competent Writer One Must Keep One's Psychological Distance From The Supreme Artists.

One Reason Writers Write Is Out Of Revenge. Life Hurts; Certain Ideas And Experiences Hurt; One Wants To Clarify, To Set Out Illuminations, To Replay The Old Bad Scenes And Get The Treppenworte Said -- The Words One Didn't Have The Strength Or Ripeness To Say When Those Words Were Necessary For One's Dignity Or Survival.