... the novelist is bound by the reasonable possibilities, not the probabilities, of his culture.

The writer can choose what he writes about but he cannot choose what he is able to make live.

The Catholic novelist in the South will see many distorted images of Christ, but he will certainly feel that a distorted image of Christ is better than no image at all. I think he will feel a good deal more kinship with backwoods prophets and shouting fundamentalists than he will with those politer elements for whom the supernatural is an embarrassment and for whom religion has become a department of sociology or culture or personality development.

I'm a member and preacher to that church where the blind don't see and the lame don't walk and what's dead stays that way.

It seems that the fiction writer has a revolting attachment to the poor, for even when he writes about the rich, he is more concerned with what they lack than with what they have.

I have what passes for an education in this day and time, but I am not deceived by it.

Either practice restraint or be prepared for crowding