Isak Dinesen said that she wrote a little every day, without hope and without despair. I like that.
A man can go along obeying all the rules and then it don't matter a damn anymore.
My life is going to change. I feel it.
The smooth stones you pick up and examine under the moon's light have been made blue from the sea. Next morning when you pull them from your trouser pocket, they are still blue.
A little autobiography and a lot of imagination are best.
Get in, get out. Don't linger. Go on.