Leslie Fiedler quotes:

There are things in American culture that want to wipe the class distinction. Blue jeans. Ready-made clothes. Coca-Cola.

I think Henry Miller has had huge influence not because he wrote about sex, but because the memoir or the nonfiction novel has become such a monumental force in American publishing, if not in literature.

It's so wrong when I pick up a new edition of Huckleberry Finn and I look at the last page and it doesn't say, Yours truly, at the end.

I've been writing about James Fenimore Cooper. He was not a writer. Here was a man who was 30 years old and had never put anything more than his signature on paper.

Jane Austen is at the end of the line that begins with Samuel Richardson, which takes wonder and magic out of the novel, treats not the past but the present.

The reason Saul Bellow doesn't talk to me anymore is because he knows his new novels are not worth reading.

Gertrude Stein really thought of Hemingway as frail. He almost married Stein.

Henry Miller wrote novels, but he calls his protagonist Henry, often Henry Miller, and his books are in this gray area between memoir and novel.

Faulkner turned out to be a great teacher. When a student asked a question ineptly, he answered the question with what the student had really wanted to know.

I never met anybody in my life who says, I want to be a critic. People want to be a fireman, poet, novelist.

Faulkner sat in our living room and read from Light in August. That was incredible.

Saul Bellow never took my advice when he was my friend.

Raymond Carver is good. I think he'll be appreciated more and more. He's an easy writer to imitate.

I used to be fond of Indian arm wrestling.

I admire Ginsberg as a poet, despite the fact that he seems not to know when he is being good and when he is bad. But he will last, or at least those poems will last.

I liked Camille Paglia. I liked her even better when I heard her talk.

I think the pattern of my essays is, A funny thing happened to me on my way through Finnegans Wake.

The black situation has changed. They finally realized they're Americans.

All good criticism should be judged the way art is. You shouldn't read it the way you read history or science.

My assignment is what every writer's assignment is: tell the truth of his own time.

I long for the raised voice, the howl of rage or love.

Of the female black authors, I really like Morrison's early books a lot. But she's really become so much a clone of Faulkner. He did it better.

Anybody in the next centuries wanting to know what it was like to be a poet in the middle of the 20th century should read Kaddish.

I've had a tough time with Pynchon. I liked him very much when I first read him. I liked him less with each book. He got denser and more complex in a way that didn't really pay off.

When all of us are forgotten, people will still be remembering Stephen King.

What I really dream of is that somebody would blow everything I've done out of the water in a beautiful way, which would clear the way for something better to come along.

The novel doesn't come into existence until certain methods of reproducing fiction come along.

If there's one thing I can't stand, it's somebody doing something because I pushed them in that direction.

I gave up writing blurbs because you make one friend and 200 enemies.

The novel is always pop art, and the novel is always dying. That's the only way it stays alive. It does really die. I've been thinking about that a lot.

Cooper wrote a novel which is absolutely indistinguishable from Austen, completely from a female point of view, completely English, no sense that he was an American.

Kafka is still unrecognized. He thought he was a comic writer.

One more recent novelist to come along is Cormac McCarthy. Him, I like.

I love it now that a large minority of people who are handicapped prefer to call themselves crippled. This is all part of the game, like queer theory.

I have, I admit, a low tolerance for detached chronicling and cool analysis.

The novel is the first art form that is an honest-to-god commodity. That's what makes it different from both high art and folk art.

Critics? How do they happen? I know how it happened to me. I would send a poem or story to a magazine and they would say this doesn't suit our needs precisely but on the other hand you sound interesting. Would you be interested in doing a review?

DeLillo never seems committed to me to what he is writing. Very nice surfaces, but he's got nothing underneath.

Foucault was the one person I met in France that I could talk to. He was a mensch. You know whether you agree with him or not because you know what he is saying.

Hemingway seems to be in a funny position. People nowadays can't identify with him closely as a member of their own generation, and he isn't yet historical.

I like that people who are not experts can not only understand but get engaged by my work. I like that Joe Paterno can read me. Bill Bradley.

It's funny to be a critic.

The text is merely one of the contexts of a piece of literature, its lexical or verbal one, no more or less important than the sociological, psychological, historical, anthropological or generic.

There is a place in men's lives where pictures do in fact bleed, ghosts gibber and shriek, maidens run forever through mysterious landscapes from nameless foes; that place is, of course, the world of dreams and of the repressed guilts and fears that motivate them [i.e., the unconscious]. This world the dogmatic optimism and shallow psychology of the Age of Reason had denied; and yet this world it is the final, perhaps the essential, purpose of the gothic romance to assert.

To be an American (unlike being English or French or whatever) is precisely to imagine a destiny rather than to inherit one; since we have always been, insofar as we are Americans at all, inhabitants of myth rather than history.

Unless criticism refuses to take itself quite so seriously or at least to permit its readers not to, it will inevitably continue to reflect the finicky canons of the genteel tradition and the depressing pieties of the Culture Religion of Modernism.

When I was 12 years old, someone took me to see Martha Graham. It was nothing like what I thought of as serious dancing and even then I knew I was having a great experience. It was as if somebody was moving through space like no one ever did before.

When somebody asks me what I do, I don't think I'd say critic. I say writer.