The Critic's Hankering To Be Law-giver Rather

... The Stomach Is Near The Heart And One Appetite Pricks On Another.

Only One Person In A Thousand Knows The Trick Of Really Living In The Present. Most Of Us Spend Fifty-nine Minutes An Hour Living In The Past, With Regret For Lost Joys Or Shame For Things Badly Done (both Utterly Useless And Weakening) Or In A Future Which We Either Long For Or Dread. . . . There Is Only One Minute In Which You Are Alive, This Minute, Here And Now. The Only Way To Live Is By Accepting Each Minute As An Unrepeatable Miracle. Which Is Exactly What It Is-a Miracle And Unrepeatable.

For What I Have Received May The Lord Make Me Truly Thankful. And More Truly For What I Have Not Received.

If The Novel Is Dying, I See No Chance That Dismembering It Will Revive It.

Writing Was A Chimney For My Blazing Ambitions.