With all respects to heaven, I like it here.
Novels are more difficult simply because they are longer and require more juggling, but short stories are closer to perfection, if you can get the language right.
Whatever you say, say nothing.
The point of flight. To get rid of oneself. That was reason enough to fly.
The essence of intelligence was to know when, or if, to expose even the heart's deep need for instruction.
I want the younger writer to know that she or he is meaningful, that what they have to say is powerful in this world. But they can't come indoors, they can't close the curtains, they can't, like, lock themselves away from the world and say nothing.