The Key To Growing Up Well, Is

This Was 1954, Friends. The Girls' Dorm Was Off Limits. Even To Girls, I Think.

College Had Little Effect On Me. I'd Have Been The Same Writer If I'd Gone To Mit, Except I'd Have Flunked Out Sooner.

I Have Reached The Point Where I Know That As Long As I Sit Down To Write, The Ideas Will Come. What They Will Be, I Don't Know.

The Key To Growing Up Well, Is Being Tough Enough.

Being A Professor And Working Are Not The Same Thing. The Academic Community Is Composed Largely Of Nitwits. If I May Generalize. People Who Don't Know Very Much About What Matters Very Much, Who View Life Through Literature Rather Than The Other Way Around.