Your need to talk does not create in me a need to listen.
My mentors grow old and foolish. I am afraid.
The lover as baby is a less troubling idea than the baby as lover.
Conscience is the moralized form of self-absorption.
Placing the extraordinary at the center of the ordinary, as realism does, is a great comfort to us stay-at-homes.
A quiet well-behaved boy is likely to be both frightened and ambitious.