There Is A Wonderful Intelligence

And There Are People Who Want To Be Writers Because They Love To Write. And They Care.

The 60s Passed And Faded And I Grew Older, And In 1987 Bought A House In Upstate New York, And It Turned Out That John Brown Was Buried Down The Road From My House And That He Had Lived There Longer Than Anywhere Else And His House Was Still Standing.

One Of The Things I Have Tried To Do With This Book And With All Of Them Really Is Avoid That Simple, Easy, Reductionist View Of Motivation And To Show We Do Things For A Complex Net Of Reasons, A Real Braid Of Reasons.

For Almost Anyone Who Chooses To Be A Writer, Since So Very Few Writers Are Able To Learn A Living From Their Work That Is Equivalent To The Living Earned By The Average Dentist Or Accountant.

Nobody Does Anything For One Reason.