I couldn't go on, too conscious all at once of my whispering, my eternal posturing, always transforming the world with words--changing nothing.

Poor Grendel's had an accident. So may you all.

Writing a novel is like heading out over the open sea in a small boat. It helps, if you have a plan and a course laid out.

When I was a child I truly loved: Unthinking love as calm and deep As the North Sea. But I have lived, And now I do not sleep.

So childhood too feels good at first, before one happens to notice the terrible sameness, age after age.

Great things happen nationally when topmost leadership is goaded and supported from below.

I couldn't go on, too conscious all at once of my whispering, my eternal posturing, always transforming the world with words--changing nothing.