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Once You Have Some Sort Of Reputation In The Outside World, They Will Try To Woo You. They Will Say, "won't You Come And Be On A Talk Program About Books? That's Not Political." Then They Can Say To The Outside World, "see How Free It Is, She Appears On Television. See How Free It Is." So I Refused To Have Anything Of Mine Read Or Dramatized On South African Television.

Learning To Write Sent Me Falling, Falling Through The Surface Of The South African Way Of Life.

If One Will Always Have To Feel White First, And African Second, It Would Be Better Not To Stay On In Africa

Exile As A Mode Of Genius No Longer Exists; In Place Of Joyce We Have The Fragments Of Work Appearing In Index On Censorship.

Everyone Ends Up Moving Alone Towards The Self