Mark Twain, Dorothy Parker, Rebecca West, Theodore Dreiser, and Jack Kerouac
I think interviewing as an institution is good enough where the man under torture has something to confess, and the torturer knows how to worry it out of him.
SOUTH AUSTRALIAN REGISTER, OCTOBER 14, 1895
MR. T.: The fact is, I detest elevators, and I'm not ashamed to own it.
R.: Then you like walking?
MR. T.: Much better. I do my own walking and talking and write my own books, which is more than everyone can say.
R.: You don't believe in plagiarizing then?
MR. T.: No, sir; I never plagiarize—unless I can do it successfully.
R.: Do I understand that you never have done it?
MR. T.: No, sir; but that was probably because I wasn't successful at it. . . .
R.: May I ask what you are now politically, Mr. Twain?
MR. T.: Politics have completely died out within me. They don't take to me or I don't take them.
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