In utter loneliness a writer tries to explain the inexplicable... The writer must believe that what he is doing is the most important thing in the world. And he must hold to this illusion even when he knows it is not true.

“Literature is not a game for the cloistered elect. Literature is as old as spee…”

“Man, unlike any other thing organic or inorganic in the universe, grows beyond …”

“Fella had a team of horses, had to use'em to plow an' cultivate an' mow, wouldn…”

“Oh, the strawberries don't taste as they used to and the thighs of women have l…”