A writer's problem does not change. He himself changes and the world he lives in changes but his problem remains the same. It is always how to write truly and having found what is true, to project it is such a way that it becomes a part of the experience of the person who reads it.

I suppose if a man has something once, always something of it remains.

Ezra was right half the time, and when he was wrong, he was so wrong you were never in any doubt about it.

I am trying to make, before I get through, a picture of the whole world--or as much of it as I have seen. Boiling it down always, rather than spreading it out too thin. (On Writing.)

When you have a child, the world has a hostage.

And bed, he thought. Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was. And what beat you, the thought.

Something, or something awful or something wonderful was certain to happen on every day in this part of Africa.