We're in the world of communications more and more, tough we're in communication less and less.
The man who walks alone is soon trailed by the F.B.I.
The man who comes to writing late, but is in essence a writer, may sometimes gain as much as he has lost: his experience of life has given him a subject, he is spared the youthful writer's self-torment and soul-searching.
Everyone in California is from somewhere else.
The past is useless. That explains why it is past.
As the style of Faulkner grew out of his rage--out of the impotence of his rage--the style of Hemingway grew out of the depth andnuance of his disenchantment.