Me, what's that after all? An arbitrary limitation of being bounded by the people before and after and on either side. Where they leave off I begin, and vice versa.

I have no wisdom and nothing useful to tell you - I only mentioned this because it came into my head.

Life is a process of one goneness after another.

Sometimes I think that the biggest difference between men and women is that more men need to seek out some terrible lurking thing in existence and hurl themselves upon it. Women know where it lives but they can let it alone.

My generation was somewhat between things, neither free nor much supported by whatever held us in.

Language is an archaeological vehicle... the language we speak is a whole palimpsest of human effort and history.

And now it seems she's on my wavelength. That's all I need. My mind isn't much of a comfort to me but at least I thought it was private.