A Neighbor Is Something That Belongs To

Like The Child, The Creative Writing Student Is Posited As A Centre Of Vulnerable Creativity, Needful Of Attention And Authority.

Hope Is Like One Of Those Orchids That Grows Around Toxic Waste: Lovely In Itself - And An Assertion, If You Like, Of Indefatigable Good - But A Sure Sign That Something Nasty Lies Underneath.

A Neighbor Is Something That Belongs To The Stable World Of Home Life, The Thing That Lives Next Door To You.

I Don't Go To Church Any More, But I Think That Catholicism Is Rather Like The Brand They Use On Cattle: I Feel So Formed In That Catholic Mould That I Don't Think I Could Adopt Any Other Form Of Spirituality. I Still Get Feelings Of Consolation About Churches.

We Who Were Born Were Not Witnesses To Our Birth: Like Death, It Is Something We Are Forever After Trying To Catch Sight Of.