If You Write Beautifully, You

When I Dig Back Through Memory Cells, I Get One Particularly Distinctive Feeling-and That's One Of Warmth, Comfort And Well-being. For Whatever Else I May Have Had, Or Lost, Or Will Find-i've Still Got A Hometown. This, Nobody's Gonna Take Away From Me.

People Are Put Down In Television Now, Not Because They're Not Qualitative, Not Because They're Not Talented - But Because There's No Room For Them, And Worse Than That, There's Nowhere They Can Find Exposure. Their Own Good Talent May Die Of Mourning, Just For Want Of Having Somebody Read What They've Written. I Don't Presume To Say How We Can Best Provide Platforms For New Writers To Get Read. I Don't Know. But Therein Lies The Major Problem.

You Can Be A Hunchback And A Dwarf And What-all. If You Write Beautifully, You Can Write Beautifully.

It Has Forever Been Thus: So Long As Men Write What They Think, Then All Of The Other Freedoms - All Of Them - May Remain Intact. And It Is Then That Writing Becomes A Weapon Of Truth, An Article Of Faith, An Act Of Courage.

I Don't Think It's Man's Function To Write. I Don't Think It's A Normal Thing Like Teeth-brushing And Going To The Bathroom. It's A Supered Position On The Animal.