One Reason Writers Write Is

If Ideas Are What Feed Serious Literature And Arresting Language, Who Today Is Writing A Novel Of Ideas (which Can Often Mean Comedy)? I Think Of Joshua Cohen. Who Else?

Above All, A Book Is A Riverbank For The River Of Language. Language Without The Riverbank Is Only Television Talk - A Free Fall, A Loose Splash, A Spill.

I'm Not Afraid Of Facts, I Welcome Facts But A Congeries Of Facts Is Not Equivalent To An Idea. This Is The Essential Fallacy Of The So-called "scientific" Mind. People Who Mistake Facts For Ideas Are Incomplete Thinkers; They Are Gossips.

Much Of The Academy On The Humanities Side, English Departments In Particular, No Longer Write What Can Pass For Normal English.

Wars, Invented And Organized By The Highest Available Consciousnesses (do The Worms Go To War? Do The Fish? Do The Paramecia?), Are The Planet's Chief Source And Cause Of Torment.