What marks a writer is this: until she - or he, of course - writes down whatever happened, turns it into a story, it hasn't really happened, it hasn't shape, form, reality.

You can flush my ashes down the toilet, for all I care.

Male friends do not always face each other; they stand side by side, facing the world.

What marks a writer is this: until she - or he, of course - writes down whatever happened, turns it into a story, it hasn't really happened, it hasn't shape, form, reality.

Upon becoming fifty the one thing you can't afford is habit.

A dog is the only exercise machine you cannot decide to skip when you don't feel like it.

The journey is over. Love to all.