The Primary Subject Of Fiction

It Would Be, For Me, Mere Pointless Pleasure, An Illusion Of Order For This One Frail, Foolish, Flicker-flash In The Long Dull Fall Of Eternity.

An Excellent Plumber Is Infinitely More Admirable Than An Incompetent Philosopher. The Society Which Scorns Excellence In Plumbing Because Plumbing Is A Humble Activity And Tolerates Shoddiness In Philosophy Because It Is An Exalted Activity Will Have Neither Good Plumbing Nor Good Philosophy. Neither Its Pipes Nor Its Theories Will Hold Water.

Fiction Does Not Spring Into The World Fully Grown, Like Athena. It Is The Process Of Writing And Rewriting That Makes A Fiction Original, If Not Profound.

We Know That Where Community Exists In Confers Upon Its Members Identity, A Sense Of Belonging, And A Measure Of Security. . . . Communities Are The Ground-level Generators And Preservers Of Values And Ethical Systems.

So Childhood Too Feels Good At First, Before One Happens To Notice The Terrible Sameness, Age After Age.