This is a writer’s lesson: To learn that the sounds that we imagine can be the clearest, loudest sounds of all.

All I say is: Let us leave les folles alone; let's just leave them be. Don't judge them. You are not superior to them - don't put them down.

It doesn't really matter who said it - it's so obviously true. Before you can write anything, you have to notice something.

It was a sound like someone trying not to make a sound.

If you don't feel that you are possibly on the edge of humiliating yourself, of losing control of the whole thing, then probably what you are doing isn't very vital.

Don't forget this, too: Rumors aren't interested in the unsensational story; rumors don't care what's true.

Keep passing the open windows.