The nineties, ecstatic decade!

But it makes an immigrant laugh to hear the fears of the nationalist, scared of infection, penetration, miscegenation, when this is small fry, peanuts, compared to what the immigrant fears - dissolution, disappearance.

When people use that stream of consciousness, it's kind of just a term they use for anything that looks slightly different on the page.

When I was young, I was very technical about these things. I didn't like to admit to any intimate relation with what I was writing.

It's easy to confuse a woman for a philosophy

It wasn't like the spare rooms of immigrants - packed to the rafters with all that they have ever possessed, no matter how defective or damaged, mountains of odds and ends - the stand testament to the fact that they have things now, where before they had nothing.

World makers, social network makers, ask one question first: 'How can I do it?'