For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.

A good life is not measured by any biblical span.

If a writer stops observing he is finished. Experience is communicated by small details intimately observed.

All stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you. Especially do all stories of monogamy end in death, and your man who is monogamous while he often lives most happily, dies in the most lonely fashion.

A severed femoral artery empties itself faster than you can believe.

I believe that basically you write for two people; yourself to try to make it absolutely perfect; or if not that then wonderful. Then you write for who you love whether she can read or write or not and whether she is alive or dead.

The only kind of writing is rewriting.