I used to be fond of Indian arm wrestling.
Jane Austen is at the end of the line that begins with Samuel Richardson, which takes wonder and magic out of the novel, treats not the past but the present.
I liked Camille Paglia. I liked her even better when I heard her talk.
The reason Saul Bellow doesn't talk to me anymore is because he knows his new novels are not worth reading.
Saul Bellow never took my advice when he was my friend.
I long for the raised voice, the howl of rage or love.