Joseph William Meagher
Brooklyn Writer, 1917–2001
“A writer struggles against himself. He is his own worst adversary. He is driven half-wild by his own imperfections and is tortured by the thought that every second, something imperishable is eluding him. He is a fool because he deliberately hunts the uncapturable with a net of words but he is a sublime and lucky fool because the forest in which he hunts is enchanted.”
from his journal
