To Be A Writer Is To Throw

Events Are Less Important Than Our Responses To Them.

The Crux Of The Matter Is Whether Total War In Its Present Form Is Justifiable, Even When It Serves A Just Purpose. Does It Not Have Material And Spiritual Evil As Its Consequences Which Far Exceed Whatever Good Might Result? When Will Our Moralists Give Us An Answer To This Question?

What Has Kept The World Safe From The Bomb Since 1945 Has Not Been Deterrence, In The Sense Of Fear Of Specific Weapons, So Much As It's Been Memory. The Memory Of What Happened At Hiroshima.

To Be A Writer Is To Throw Away A Great Deal, Not To Be Satisfied, To Type Again, And Then Again And Once More, And Over And Over.

When The Writing Is Really Working, I Think There Is Something Like Dreaming Going On. I Don't Know How To Draw The Line Between The Conscious Management Of What You're Doing And This State. . . . I Would Say That It's Related To Daydreaming. When I Feel Really Engaged With A Passage, I Become So Lost In It That I'm Unaware Of My Real Surroundings, Totally Involved In The Pictures And Sounds That That Passage Evokes.