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[david] Mamet's The Writer I Admire Most But He's Way Off From When He Tries To Talk About What The Moral Appeal Of Liberal Thought Is. His Heart Is Not In It.

I'm Trying To Write Something In Which You Know That It's All About Sex But You Never See Any.

Writers Always Sound Insufferably Smug When They Sit Back And Assert That Their Job Is Only To Ask Questions And Not To Answer Them. But, In Good Part, It Is True. And Once You Become Committed To One Particular Answer, Your Freedom To Ask New Questions Is Seriously Impaired.

Style Is The Art Of Getting Yourself Out Of The Way, Not Putting Yourself In It.

One Of The Things I Find About Getting Older Is That I Seem To Get Louder, More Voluble; That I Constantly Have To Walk Around Repressing My Vitality.