How Can The Unknown Merit Reverence?

One Is And Is Not In The Centre Of The Maelstrom Of It All.

Nothing Is More Sterile Or Lamentable Than The Man Content To Live Within Himself.

It’s Very Difficult To Feel Contempt For Others When You See Yourself In The Mirror.

I'm Not Committed As A Writer, In The Usual Sense Of The Term, Either Religiously Or Politically. And I'm Not Conscious Of Any Particular Social Function. I Write Because I Want To Write. I Don't See Any Placards On Myself, And I Don't Carry Any Banners.

Occasionally It Does Hit Me, The Words On A Page. And I Still Love Doing That, As I Have For The Last 60 Years.