I Used To Be Fond Of Indian

My Assignment Is What Every Writer's Assignment Is: Tell The Truth Of His Own Time.

I Admire Ginsberg As A Poet, Despite The Fact That He Seems Not To Know When He Is Being Good And When He Is Bad. But He Will Last, Or At Least Those Poems Will Last.

The Reason Saul Bellow Doesn't Talk To Me Anymore Is Because He Knows His New Novels Are Not Worth Reading.

It's Funny To Be A Critic.

When Somebody Asks Me What I Do, I Don't Think I'd Say Critic. I Say Writer.