Sunday was always the best of days for being the self you had intended to be, but were not, for one reason or another.

That would be the death of anyone - to recognize false hopes with a certainty. One mustn't know that. If it is offered, refuse!

The books turn out to be about things afterwards. I don't go into them with concepts, for the most part.

I'm confused, and brilliant books help me to be less so.

One can't say how one behaved or why, really. Such situations, they are far more complex than any either/or proposition. It is simplistic to produce events in pairs and lean them against each other like cards. I suppose if you a playing go or shogi, then such a thing might be helpful, but that is not life.

I have a very basic notion of the structure the book might have - that's mostly it. The rest is luck and happenstance.

I believe in discovering the love that exists and then trying to understand it. Not to invent a love and try to make it exist, but to find what does exist, and then to see what it is.