What Could Be Safer Than The Bus

Philosophy And Religion-what Are They When The Wind Blows And The Water Gets Up In Lumps?

I Don't Think They [contemporary Writers] Read Me Either. I Mean, If We're Concerned Genuinely With Writing, I Think We Probably Get On With Our Work.

Kill The Pig. Cut Her Throat. Spill Her Blood.

And I've Been Wearing Specs Since I Was Three.

The Writer Probably Knows What He Meant When He Wrote A Book, But He Should Immediately Forget What He Meant When He's Written It.