The capital crime in a writer is conformity, imitation, submission to rules and teachings. The work of a writer should be not only the reflection, but the enlarged reflection of his personality. The only excuse that a man has for writing is that he expresses his own self, that he reveal to others the kind of world that is reflected in his individual mirror; his only excuse is that he be original; he must say things not said before and say them in a form not formulated before. He must create his own aesthetic — and we must admit as many aesthetics as there are original minds, and judge them according to what they are and not according to what they are not.