As A Species We Are Always Hungry

I Looked At My Right Hand, The Hand With Which I Painted. There Was Power In That Hand. Power To Create And Destroy. Power To Bring Pleasure And Pain. Power To Amuse And Horrify. There Was In That Hand The Demonic And The Divine At One And The Same Time. The Demonic And The Divine Were Two Aspects Of The Same Force. Creation Was Demonic And Divine. Creativity Was Demonic And Divine. I Was Demonic And Divine.

In Other Words, Judaism Is Not Calvinism.

Seeds Must Be Sown Everywhere. Only Some Will Bear Fruit. But There Would Not Be The Fruit From The Few Had The Many Not Been Sown

I Think The Hardest Part Of Writing Is Revising. And By That I Mean The Following: A Novelist Has To Create The Piece Of Marble And Then Chip Away To Find The Figure In It.

I Do Not Know What Evil Is When It Comes To Art. I Only Know What Is Good Art And What Is Bad Art.