If the novel is dying, I see no chance that dismembering it will revive it.
Language is memory and metaphor.
Language is one of the thin walls humanity has built up over centuries against its own bestial and destructive impulses.
In my firm, we dealt in lies. Advertising is that ... the skilful use of the truth to mislead, to spoil, to debase.
There is only one world the world pressing against you this minute.
From so much of this seriously-intended pornography there rises, even when it is lewdly or boisterously comic, the acrid smell, unmistakable, of self-dislike.