We Write To Know We

I Pray Because I Can't Help Myself. I Pray Because I'm Helpless. I Pray Because The Need Flows Out Of Me All The Time- Waking And Sleeping. It Doesn't Change God- It Changes Me.

When I Began To Write Seriously, 40 Years Ago Now, My Chosen Form Was The Novel.

Experience Is A Brutal Teacher, But You Learn Fast.

To Put It Another Way, Pain Is God's Megaphone To Rouse A Deaf World. Why Must It Be Pain? Why Can't He Rouse Us More Gently, With Violins Or Laughter? Because The Dream From Which We Must Be Wakened, Is The Dream That All Is Well.

Why Should I Be Honored? Don't I Have Enough Attention, Comfort And Power Already?