Death persecutes before it executes.
We have had, alas, and still have, the doubtful habit of reverence. Above all, we respect things as they are.
Life is that which - pressingly, persistently, unfailingly, imperially - interrupts.
Every writer aspires to recognition , and it comes entirely privately, without public fanfare, each time a piece of work is judged worthy of publication.
History ... isn't simply what has happened. It's a judgment on what has happened.
literature is an instrument of a culture, not a summary of it.