When I was a child... I was watching a snowstorm, and hopefully asked, 'Momma, do we believe in winter?'
Fear presides over these memories, a perpetual fear.Of course no childhood is without its terrors, yet I wonder if I would have been a less frightened boy if Lindbergh hadn't been president or if I hadn't been the offspring of Jews.
Don't judge it. Just write it. Don't judge it. It's not for you to judge it.
He had learned the worst lesson that life can teach - that it makes no sense.
Old age isn't a battle; old age is a massacre.
In my childhood I led the life of a sage, when I grew up I started climbing trees