Writers Are Always Envious, Mean-minded, Filled With

I Went To Work In 1962, And By '64 I Was Writing All The Time, Every Night And Every Weekend. It Didn't Occur To Me That, Having Read Nothing And Knowing Nothing, I Was In No Position To Write A Book.

Being Famous As A Writer Is Like Being Famous In A Village. It's Not Really Any Very Heady Fame.

Glass Is A Thing In Disguise, An Actor, Is Not Solid At All, But A Liquid?an Old Sheet Of Glass Will Not Only Take On A Royal And Purplish Tinge But Will Reveal Its True Liquid Nature By Having Grown Fatter At The Bottom And Thinner At Thetop, And? It Isinvisible, Solid, In Short A Joyous And Paradoxical Thing, Asgood A Material As Any Tobuild A Life From.

I Thought I Would Be An Organic Chemist. I Went Off To University, And When I Couldn't Understand The Chemistry Lectures I Decided That I Would Be A Zoologist, Because Zoologists Seemed Like Life-loving People.

I Think It's Really Boring, From The Point Of View Of The Novelist, To Write About Yourself. Tedious. But That's Very Hard To Explain To People Who Really Don't Believe In The Possibility Of Invention.