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To Be Misunderstood Can Be The Writer's Punishment For Having Disturbed The Reader's Peace. The Greater The Disturbance, The Greater The Possibility Of Misunderstanding.

Either A Writer Doesn't Want To Talk About His Work, Or He Talks About It More Than You Want.

We Don't Simply Read Books. We Become Them.

The More I Like A Book, The More Reluctant I Am To Turn The Page. Lovers, Even Book Lovers, Tend To Cling. No One-night Stands Or "reads" For Them.

It Is One Of The Paradoxes Of American Literature That Our Writers Are Forever Looking Back With Love And Nostalgia At Lives They Couldn't Wait To Leave.