Being enthusiastic settles nothing.
The modernist writers found despair inspirational.
An illicit love affair seems sweetly old-fashioned in the age of one night stands and orgies.
Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are.
When my expectations are exactly fulfilled, I feel that something uncanny has happened.
I would like to be a figment of my own imagination, but belly and bowels will not permit.