Are We Savages Or What?

The Greatest Pleasure Is Not - Say - Sex Or Geometry. It Is Just Understanding. And If You Can Get People To Understand Their Own Humanity - Well, That's The Job Of The Writer.

Fancy Thinking The Beast Was Something You Could Hunt And Kill! You Knew, Didn’t You? I’m Part Of You? Close, Close, Close! I’m The Reason Why It’s No Go? Why Things Are What They Are?

Of The Authors Writing In English, I'd Mention Shakespeare And Milton. But All This Is Terribly High-hat And Makes Me Sound Very Po-faced, I'm Afraid; However, I Just Happen To Like These Enormous, Swinging, Great Creatures.

I Really Feel The Novel Has Certain Conveniences About It And Has Something So Fundamental About It You Could Almost Say That As Long As There Is Paper, There Is Going To Be The Novel.

People Don't Help Much.