Literature Is Made Upon Any Occasion That

Chicago Is An October Sort Of City Even In Spring.

You Don't Write A Novel Out Of Sheer Pity Any More Than You Blow A Safe Out Of A Vague Longing To Be Rich. A Certain Ruthlessness And A Sense Of Alienation From Society Is As Essential To Creative Writing As It Is To Armed Robbery.

Any Writer Who Knows What He's Doing Isn't Doing Very Much.

The Impossible Generalized Man Today Is The Critic Who Believes In Loving Those Unworthy Of Love As Well As Those Worthy -yet Believes This Only Insofar As No Personal Risk Is Entailed. Meaning He Loves No One, Worthy Or No. This Is What Makes Him Impossible.

Yet Once You've Come To Be Part Of This Particular Patch, You'll Never Love Another. Like Loving A Woman With A Broken Nose, You May Well Find Lovelier Lovelies. But Never A Lovely So Real.