For over a year I continued to submit mss, and have them rejected - the last few with rejection letters indicated the story was pretty good, but I was American.
If love doesn't make a fool of us, what will?
Anything worth anything can be found in books.
I saw you standing on a veranda you'd built with your own hands. And I loved you.
My own sense of family, where I came from and what I made for myself is an important part of my life.
There is no disgrace in staying behind, not when it's the right thing.