Write About What You're Afraid Of.

The Task Is Not So Much To Solve Problems As To Propose Questions.

Self-criticism Sessions Were Held, But These Produced More Criticism Than Could Usefully Be Absorbed Or Accomodated.

Now, Here Is The Point About The Self: It Is Insatiable. It Is Always, Always Hankering. It Is What You Might Call Rapacious To A Fault. The Great Flaming Mouth To The Thing Is Never In This World Going To Be Stuff Full.

Is It Permitted To Differ With Kierkegaard? Not Only Permitted But Necessary. If You Love Him.

His Examiner Said Severely: "baskerville, You Blank Round, Discursiveness Is Not Literature." "the Aim Of Literature," Baskerville Replied Grandly, "is The Creation Of A Strange Object Covered With Fur Which Breaks Your Heart."