I Think We Have To Face RIGHT In The Center Of The Hurricane, If You Will, Martin Luther King, Jr.'s Foibles And Faults. I Think That We Do No Good To Ourselves And Do No Honor To Him By Pretending That He Did Not FAIL, That He Did Not WRESTLE Greatly And, At Times, Surrender To His Own SINS And His Own Faults And Failures.

A Thing Of Beauty Is A JOY FOREVER: Its Loveliness Increases; It Will NEVER PASS Into Nothingness.

I TRY And Write SATIRE That's Well-intentioned. But Those Intentions Have To Be Hidden. It Can't Be Completely Clear, And That's What MAKES It Comedy.

I Had Seen The Ballet Of 'Swan Lake' As A CHILD But It Was As An ADULT, When I Saw A Production Featuring Erik Bruhn, That I First Noticed How Significant A Part The Ever-present THREAT Of Violence Played. This Juxtaposition Of Great Beauty And Grace With A Backdrop Of Pure EVIL Stayed With Me For Years.

Certain READERS Resented Me When They Could No LONGER RECOGNIZE Their Territory, Their Institution.

The DUTIES Of A TEACHER Are Neither Few Nor SMALL, But They Elevate The Mind And Give Energy To The CHARACTER.

There's A CERTAIN Point, When You're Writing AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL STUFF, Where You Don't Want To Misrepresent Yourself. It Would Be Dishonest.

The Only Real EVIDENCE That Any Critic MAY Bring Before His GAZE Is The Finished POEM.

Where IGNORANCE Is BLISS, 'Tis FOLLY To Be WISE.