我认为无畏不是没有恐惧,而是即使害怕也要勇往直前。
A writer's life is a highly vulnerable, almost naked activity. We don't have to weep about that. The writer makes his choice and is stuck with it. But it is true to say that you are open to all the winds, some of them icy indeed. You are out on your own, out on a limb. You find no shelter, no protection — unless you lie — in which case of course you have constructed your own protection and, it could be argued, become a politician.
I am the only person in the world I should like to know thoroughly; but I don’t see any chance of it just at present.