Certain Books Come To Meet Me, As

I Know That I Have In My Make-up Layers Of Synthetic Experiences, And That The Most Powerful Of My Memories Are Only Half True.

The Passion Of Vanity Has Its Own Depths In The Spirit, And Is Powerfully Militant.

No, It Is Not Only Our Fate But Our Business To Lose Innocence, And Once We Have Lost That, It Is Futile To Attempt A Picnic In Eden.

Jane Austen, Much In Advance Of Her Day, Was A Mistress Of The Use Of The Dialogue. She Used It As Dialogue Should Be Used-to Advance The Story; Not Only To Show The Characters, But To Advance.

She Walked About With The Rather Fated Expression You See In Photographs Of Girls Who Have Subsequently Been Murdered, But Nothing Had So Far Happened To Her.