Without Fiction, Either Life Would Be Insufficient

Disappointment Tears The Bearable Film Off Life.

I Know That I Have In My Make-up Layers Of Synthetic Experiences, And That The Most Powerful Of My Memories Are Only Half True.

It Is Not Our Exalted Feelings, It Is Our Sentiments That Build The Necessary Home.

Language Is A Mixture Of Statement And Evocation.

My Writing, I Am Prepared To Think, May Be A Substitute For Something I Have Been Born Without - A So-called Normal Relation To Society. My Books Are My Relation To Society.