I'm not a critic so much of my own writing. People must make up their own minds over that.

What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?

Experimental novels are sometimes terribly clever and very seldom read. But the story that appeals to the child sitting on your knee is the one that satisfies the curiosity we all have about what happened then, and then, and then. This is the final restriction put on the technique of telling a story. A basic thing called story is built into the human condition. It's what we are; it's something to which we react.

There is, they say, no fool like an old fool.

Serve you right if something did get you, you useless lot of cry-babies!

There's a kinship among men who have sat by a dying fire and measured the worth of their life by it.

I am not a theologian or a philosopher. I am a story teller.