Everything Shrinks. Individual Character. Friendships. Language. Sensibility.

I'm Very Attracted To Exile Literature - Particularly Nabokov - Exactly Because The Idea Of Being Away From Home For Any Serious Length Of Time Is So Inconceivable To Me.

The Belief That Consciousness Extends Beyond Death Is Surely To Put More Belief In The Permanence Of Self, Not Less. That Seems To Me A Comfort That You're Allowing Yourself.

Your Mid-thirties Is A Good Time Because You Know A Fair Amount, You Have Some Self-control.

You Can Feel Bad... I Mean, That's Not Illegal.

Sometimes, One Wants To Have The Illusion That One Is Making Ones Own Life, Out Of Ones Own Resources.