I Conclude That There Is As Much

I've Always Felt That English Women Had To Be Approached In A Sisterly Manner, Rather Than An Erotic Manner.

It Seems Priggish Or Pollyannaish To Deny That My Intention In Writing The Work Was To Titillate The Nastier Propensities Of My Readers. My Own Healthy Inheritance Of Original Sin Comes Out In The Book And I Enjoyed Raping And Ripping By Proxy. It Is The Novelist’s Innate Cowardice That Makes Him Depute To Imaginary Personalities The Sins That He Is Too Cautious To Commit For Himself.

A Character, To Be Acceptable As More Than A Chess Piece, Has To Be Ignorant Of The Future, Unsure About The Past, And Not At All Sure Of What He's Supposed To Be Doing.

Translation Is Not A Matter Of Words Only: It Is A Matter Of Making Intelligible A Whole Culture.

We All Need Money, But There Are Degrees Of Desperation.