of one of those pithy-sounding-must-be-true epigrammatic gems which, on reflection, is maybe not so much.
“You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.”
It always brings to mind the old story (no doubt apocryphal, as all the best old stories are) about the novelist who sprang awake in the middle of the night, found her bedside notebook and pencil, scrawled the inspired message from the muse, and went back to sleep.
In the morning, on inspecting the notebook, discovered “There’s a funny smell in the room.”
I guess Bellow was right, no need to rewrite that.