Language In Art Remains A Highly Ambiguous

The Companion Of Honour I Regarded As An Award From The Country For 50 Years Of Work - Which I Thought Was Okay.

I Don't Intend To Simply Go Away And Write My Plays And Be A Good Boy. I Intend To Remain An Independent And Political Intelligence In My Own Right.

When You Lead A Life Of Scholarship You Can't Be Bothered With The Humorous Realities, You Know, Tits, That Kind Of Thing.

A Writer's Life Is A Highly Vulnerable, Almost Naked Activity. We Don't Have To Weep About That. The Writer Makes His Choice And Is Stuck With It. But It Is True To Say That You Are Open To All The Winds, Some Of Them Icy Indeed. You Are Out On Your Own, Out On A Limb. You Find No Shelter, No Protection - Unless You Lie - In Which Case Of Course You Have Constructed Your Own Protection And, It Could Be Argued, Become A Politician.

It's So Easy For Propaganda To Work, And Dissent To Be Mocked.