The air smelled of
woodsmoke,
of distances, and passing
time.
Frost glimmer on the
morning field. Crows
called across the
pewter afternoons.
~James Carlos Blake
Solitude
I can tell you that solitude
is not all exaltation, inner space where the soul breathes and work can be done.
Solitude eposes the nerves, raises up ghosts.
The past, never at rest, flows through it.
~ May Sarton
A novelist is bound to express values
A novelist is bound to express values, and I think he should be conscious of the fact that he is, in a sense, a compulsory moralist. Novelists differ, of course, in the extent to which they set out to reflect on morals and to put that reflection into their work. I certainly do reflect and this reflection into my works, whether or not with success. The question is how to do it. If you can’t do it well, you had better not do it all. If you have strong moral feelings you may be i n difficulties with your characters because you may want them to be less emphatic than you are yourself. In answer to your queston, I think a novelist should be wary of being a teacher in a didactic sense, but should be conscious of himself as a moralist. ~ Iris Murdoch











