Criticism Often Takes From The Tree Caterpillars

Freedom Is What You Do With What's Been Done To You.

Everything Has Been Figured Out, Except How To Live.

You See, The Contemporary Writer Must Write Through His Intimations Of Unease, While Trying To Elucidate Them.

Hell Is Other People At Breakfast.

For Forty Years I Was Conscripted By The Absolute, The Neurosis. The Absolute Is Gone. There Remain Countless Tasks Among Which Literature Is In No Way Privileged.