People Sometimes Get In The Habit Of

I Looked Back At Some Of My Earlier Published Stories With Genuine Horror And Remorse. I Got Thinking, How Many Extant Copies Might There Be, Who Owns Them, And Do They Keep Their Doors Locked?

I've Never Written Nearly As Much About Place As People Seem To Think I Do. I Just Write About Class.

I Think That If People Are Instructed About Anything, It Should Be About The Nature Of Cruelty. And About Why People Behave So Cruelly To Each Other. And What Kind Of Satisfactions They Derive From It. And Why There Is Always A Cost, And A Price To Be Paid.

Where Was The Middle Ground Between A Sense Of Adventure And Just Plain Sense?

I Read Pretty Voraciously. If It's Good, I Don't Care What It Is.