Music Has No Limits Of A Life-span.

In A Certain Sense A Writer Is 'selected' By His Subject - His Subject Being The Consciousness Of His Own Era.

If People Would Forget About Utopia! When Rationalism Destroyed Heaven And Decided To Set It Up Here On Earth, That Most Terrible Of All Goals Entered Human Ambition. It Was Clear There'd Be No End To What People Would Be Made To Suffer For It.

Well, You Know, In The Fundamentalist Milieu Of The Afrikaners, There Was A Sense That They Were A Chosen People, That They Were Bringing Civilization To The Blacks.

Keenness Of Hearing Revives When One Is Alone.

Fiction Is A Way Of Exploring Possibilities Present But Undreamt Of In The Living Of A Single Life.