A Cat Only Has Itself.

I Have Always Moved By Intuition Alone. I Have No System, Literary Or Political. I Have No Guiding Political Idea.

It Was A Good Place For Getting Lost In, A City No One Ever Knew, A City Explored From The Neutral Heart Outward, Until After Many Years, It Defined Itself Into A Jumble Of Clearings Separated By Stretches Of The Unknown, Through Which The Narrowest Of Paths Had Been Cut.

But Everything Of Value About Me Is In My Books.

Some Writers Can Only Deal With Childhood Experience, Because It's Complete. For Another Kind Of Writer, Life Goes On, And He's Able To Keep Processing That As Well.

I Profoundly Feel That People Are Letting You Down All The Time.