“The essay is a modest genre. It doesn't mean to change the world. Instead it says: let me tell you what happened to me.”

“Don't tell me you're reading it,' she said, as if I were doing something to the book, whereas in fact the book was doing something to me.”

“No doubt he is more than that, but we have no time to inquire.”

“They are suspicious of humanism, nervous about too much style, and wary of public celebrations of the personal.”

“...my thoughts don't really bump along this way, but they do bump somehow, and it's more honest--more pedagogically useful, more truthful--to arrange them in a loose, disconnected, provisional way than to deliver only the conclusions.”

“And found there one of those huge comprehensive anthologies of literature, the sort of thing which, on a bad day, can induce an inferiority complex...”

“People approach writers, assuming we pull a perfect text out of our nose each time (well spelled). Spelling is the least of it.”