Chicago Is An October Sort Of City

It Is Strange How Fragile This Man-creature Is.....in One Second He's Just Garbage. Garbage, That's All.

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.

Thinking Of Poe, Thinking Of Mark Twain And Vachel Lindsay, Thinking Of Jack London And Tom Wolfe, One Begins To Feel There Is Almost No Way Of Becoming A Creative Writer In America Without Being A Loser.

The Hard Necessity Of Bringing The Judge On The Bench Down Into The Dock Has Been The Peculiar Responsibility Of The Writer In All Ages Of Man.

To Literary Critics A Book Is Assumed To Be Guilty Until It Proves Itself Innocent.