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I think novelists are in the education business, really, but they're not teaching you times tables, they are teaching you responsiveness and morality and to make nuanced judgments. And really to just make the planet look a bit richer when you go out into the street.
Probably all writers are at some point briefly under the impression that they are in the forefront of disintegration and chaos, that they are among the first to live and work after things fall apart.

The Moronic Inferno and Other Visits to America
The first thing that distinguishes a writer is that he is most alive when alone.
What did Nabokov and Joyce have in common, apart from the poor teeth and the great prose? Exile, and decades of near pauperism. A compulsive tendency to overtip. An uxoriousness that their wives deservedly inspired. More than that, they both lived their lives 'beautifully' - not in any Jamesian sense (where, besides, ferocious solvency would have been a prerequisite), but in the droll fortitude of their perseverance. They got the work done, with style.

Experience: A Memoir
I don't think you can write novels on the road. You need a certain stability.
And if I am asked today to advise a young writer who has not yet made up his mind what way to go, I would try to persuade him to devote himself first to the work of someone greater, interpreting or translating him.

The World of Yesterday
For I had reached a point in my life when I came to view words differently. A closer look at language could reveal the secret of life.

Wizard of the Crow
Stories, like food, lose their flavor if cooked in a hurry.

Wizard of the Crow
As long as one writes only for oneself, writing is a free act by means of which, to use an oxymoron, one secretly opens oneself.

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