I spend my happiest hours in reading Vedantic books. They are to me like the light of the morning, like the pure air of the mountains - so simple, so true, if once understood.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I don't believe in writing at night because it comes too easily. When I read it in the morning it's not good. I need daylight to begin. Between nine and ten o'clock I have a long breakfast with reading and music.
I can't write at night. For me, I'm programmed to believe that nighttime is for relaxation.
I grew up thinking that you were supposed to read and write all your waking hours.
I write in the morning, I walk in the afternoon and I read in the evening. It's a very easy, lovely life.
Mere humans who root through their refrigerators at three o'clock in the morning can only produce writing that matches what they do. And that includes me.
At night, I read. I read for two hours. I just finished a marvelous book by Louise Erdrich, 'The Round House.' But mostly I read 20th-century history and biography. I lived then. I was either a child or at school or at work.
I'm most happy when I am writing at night, because I need space and time to write.
It's almost impossible to reconcile the realities of how one feels during the day, hour by hour. But I approach things not cynically.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
I get up every morning early, when the sky is red, and write for 10 hours.