Looking backward at what has been lost, I feel sad, then indifferent, and at last relieved.
Procrastination makes easy things hard, hard things harder.
In love as in art, good technique helps.
The psychiatrist's office: the only place I can be sure my story will be treated as sad, but interesting.
Pursuit of the approximate can conclude. Not so pursuit of the absolute.
Political correctness is driving machismo underground and recalling effeminacy from exile.