In A Way My Reputation Has Become

The Family Feuds Or The Village Feuds Often Had To Do With An Idea Of Honor. Perhaps It Was A Peasant Idea; Perhaps This Idea Of Honor Is Especially Important To A Society Without Recourse To Law Or Without Confidence In Law.

I Really Wasn't Equipped To Be A Writer When I Left Oxford. But Then I Set Out To Learn. I've Always Had The Highest Regard For The Craft. I've Always Felt It Was Work.

If You Write A Novel Alone You Sit And You Weave A Little Narrative. And It's O.k., But It's Of No Account.

And It Was Strange, I Thought, That Sorrow Lasts And Can Make A Man Look Forward To Death, But The Mood Of Victory Fills A Moment And Then Is Over

In The Beginning, Before The Arrival Of The White Men, I Had Considered Myself Neutral. I Had Wanted Neither Side To Win, Neither The Army Nor The Rebels. As It Turned Out, Both Sides Lost.