We make a mistake to condescend to the past as if it were preparatory to our own time.

Writing is immensely difficult. The short forms especially.

I thought of myself as a writer for years before I got around to writing anything.

Dad is always hiding in his book.

I am telling you what I know—words have music and if you are a musician you will write to hear them.

History is the present. That's why every generation writes it anew. But what most people think of as history is its end product, myth.

My memories pale as I prevail upon them again and again. They become more and more ghostly. I fear nothing so much as losing them altogether and having only my blank endless mind to live in.