He who cries, 'What do I care about universality? I only know what is in me,' does not know even that.
Cynthia OzickWhat we remember from childhood we remember forever - permanent ghosts, stamped, inked, imprinted, eternally seen.
Cynthia OzickHe who cries, 'What do I care about universality? I only know what is in me,' does not know even that.
Cynthia OzickWhat we remember from childhood we remember forever - permanent ghosts, stamped, inked, imprinted, eternally seen.
Cynthia Ozick