It's deprivation that makes people writers, if they have it in them to be a writer.

It's deprivation that makes people writers, if they have it in them to be a writer.

Because I actively enjoy sleeping, dreams, the unexplainable dialogues that take place in my head as I am drifting off, all that, I tell myself that lying down to an afternoon nap that goes on and on through eternity is not something to be concerned about. What spoils this pleasant fancy is the recollection that when people are dead they don't read books. This I find unbearable.

Who knows what oversensitive is, considering all there is to be sensitive to.

The view after seventy is breathtaking. What is lacking is someone, anyone, of the older generation to whom you can turn when you want to satisfy your curiosity about some detail of the landscape of the past. There is no longer any older generation. You have become it, while your mind was mostly on other matters

What we refer to confidently as memory is really a form of storytelling that goes on continually in the mind and often changes with the telling.

The reason life is so strange is that so often people have no choice.