I'm Delighted By How Nobody's Fool Turned

Were It Not For Occam's Razor, Which Always Demands Simplicity, I'd Be Tempted To Believe That Human Beings Are More Influenced By Distant Causes Than Immediate Ones. This Would Especially Be True Of Overeducated People, Who Are Capable Of Thinking Past The Immediate, Of Becoming Obsessed By The Remote. It's The Old Stuff, The Conflicts We've Never Come To Terms With, That Sneaks Up On Us, Half Forgotten, Insisting Upon Action.

It's Possible To Overlook Character Flaws Of In-laws For The Simple Reason That You Feel Neither Responsible For Them Nor Genetically Implicated.

A Short Story Is Something That I Think Can Be Intuited And Envisioned And Held In Your Mind Almost At Once.

I Think That If People Are Instructed About Anything, It Should Be About The Nature Of Cruelty. And About Why People Behave So Cruelly To Each Other. And What Kind Of Satisfactions They Derive From It. And Why There Is Always A Cost, And A Price To Be Paid.

If My Career Continues Along Its Current Arc, People Will Probably Look At Me And See A Writer Who Is Obsessed With The Relationship Between Rich And Poor And With How The Rich Somehow Or Other Always Manage To Betray The Poor, Even When They Don't Mean To.