“I don’t think fame was what Maude was looking for,” I said, interrupting him. “Actually, I think the idea of literary approbation would have appalled her.” “Why? What’s the point of writing if no one reads you?” “Well, if the work has some value, then there’s merit in that alone, surely?” “Don’t be ridiculous. It’s like having a wonderful voice but only singing to an audience of deaf people.”
