Perhaps The Habit Which Distinguishes Civilized People

All The Old Houses That I Knew When I Was A Child Were Full Of Books, Bought Generation After Generation By Members Of The Family. Nobody Told You To Read This Or Not To Read That.

I Always Write A Story In One Sitting.

Art Is A Vocation, As Much As Anything In This World. For The Real Artist, It Is The Most Natural Thing In The World, Not As Necessary As Air And Water, Perhaps, But As Food And Water. But We Really Do Lead Almost A Monastic Life, You Know; To Follow It You Very Often Have To Give Up Something.

Lovemaking Surely Must Be, For Human Beings At Our Present State Of Development, One Of The More Private Enterprises. Who Would Want A Witness To That Entire Self-abandonment And Helplessness?

We Have The Bad Habit, Some Of Us, Of Looking Back To A Time - Almost Any Time Will Do - When Society Was Stable And Orderly, Family Ties Stronger And Deeper, Love More Lasting And Faithful, And So On. Let Me Be Your Cassandra Prophesying After The Fact, And A Long Study Of The Documents In The Case: It Was Never True, That Is, No Truer Than It Is Now.