You have to break through the structure of your own stonework habit just to make yourself listen.
In these night recitations we create a space between things as we felt them at the time and as we speak them now. This is the space reserved for irony, sympathy and fond amusement, the means by which we rescue ourselves from the past.
When he died he would not end. The world would end.
I would never write in response to what I believe the public wanted or needed.
I've come to think of Europe as a hardcover book, America as the paperback version.
You need to know things the others don't know. It's what no one knows about you that allows you to know yourself.