The mystery in how little we know of other people is no greater than the mystery of how much, Laurel thought.

The mystery in how little we know of other people is no greater than the mystery of how much, Laurel thought.

Look for where the sky is brightest along the horizon. That reflects the nearest river. Strike out for a river and you will find habitation.

A short story is confined to one mood, to which everything in the story pertains. Characters, setting, time, events, are all subject to the mood. And you can try more ephemeral, more fleeting things in a story - you can work more by suggestion - than in a novel. Less is resolved, more is suggested, perhaps.

Children, like animals use all their senses to discover the world. Then artists come along and discover it the same way...Or now and then we'll hear from an artisit who's never lost it.

For the night was not impartial. No, the night loved some more than others, served some more than others.

At the time of writing, I don't write for my friends or myself either; I write for it, for the pleasure of it.