I Shall Never Write An Autobiography, I'm

Very Often We Support Change, And Then Are Swept Away By The Change. I Think That...you Just Make Your Own Response To Your Own Generation. A Response Adequate To Your Time.

Any Writer Of Any Worth At All Hopes To Play Only A Pocket-torch Of Light - And Rarely, Through Genius, A Sudden Flambeau - Into The Bloody Yet Beautiful Labyrinth Of Human Experience, Of Being.

You Can't Change A Regime On The Basis Of Compassion. There's Got To Be Something Harder.

My Answer Is: Recognize Yourself In Others

Peace. The Upland Serenity Of High Altitude, The Openness Of Grassland Without Indigenous Bush Or Trees; The Greening, Yellowing Or Silver-browning That Prevailed, According To Season.