Poetry Can Only Be Made Out Of

A Writers Desire To Write Can Only Have Come From Previous Experience Of Literature, And He'll Start By Imitating Whatever He's Read, Which Usually Means What The People Around Him Are Writing.

The Bible Should Be Taught So Early And So Thoroughly That It Sinks Straight To The Bottom Of The Mind Where Everything That Comes Along Can Settle On It.

The Fable Says That The Tortoise Won In The End, Which Is Consoling, But The Hare Shows A Good Deal Of Speed And Few Signs Of Tiring.

A Reader Who Quarrels With Postulates, Who Dislikes Hamlet Because He Does Not Believe That There Are Ghosts Or That People Speak In Pentameters, Clearly Has No Business In Literature. He Cannot Distinguish Fiction From Fact, And Belongs In The Same Category As The People Who Send Checks To Radio Stations For The Relief Of Suffering Heroines In Soap Operas.

The Traveler From Europe Edges Into It Like A Tiny Jonah Entering An Inconceivably Large Whale, Slipping Past The Straits Of Belle Isle Into The Gulf Of St. Lawrence, Where Five Canadian Provinces Surround Him, For The Most Part Invisible... To Enter Canada Is A Matter Of Being Silently Swallowed By An Alien Continent.