A happy childhood can't be cured. Mine'll hang around my neck like a rainbow, that's all, instead of a noose.
This is my answer to the gap between ideas and action - I will write it out.
In a family, the same spoken lines come in over and over. Intimacy exhausts.
Agony without genius was gaucherie.
What I have written-and how I came to write it-is most powerfully what I am.
When anything gets freed, a zest goes round the world.