It is only when our characters and events begin to disobey us that they begin to live.
I knew words were like chains, they held me back . . . the act of description taints the description.
She's always looking for poetry and passion and sensitivity, the whole Romantic kitchen. I live on a rather simpler diet.' 'Prose and pudding?''I don't expect attractive men necessarily to have attractive souls.
Wolves don't hunt singly, but always in pairs. The lone wolf was a myth.
One degrades oneself sometimes in the effort not to be lonely.
The great majority of modern third-person narration is "I" narration very thinly disguised.