Large meadows are lovely for picnics and romping, but they are for the lighter feelings. Meadows do not make me want to write.
I was right at the edge of their circle, like the tail of a Q...
As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
I want to be violated by insight.
I don't think so, I don't agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.
It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.