You thought that you were the permanent part of your own experience, the net that held it all together - until you discovered that there were many selves, dissolving into one another so quickly over time that the buildings and the trees and even the pavement turned out to have more substance than you did.
Nell FreudenbergerIf somebody says your story is only published because you look nice in the photo, that maybe spurs you on to write.
Nell Freudenberger