Great Writers Are The Saints For The

I Am Not A Romantic. I Am A Domestic Animal. I Do Not Sigh And Yearn For Extravagant Displays Of Passion, For The Grand Affair, The World Well Lost For Love. I Know All That, And Know That It Leaves You Lonely. No, What I Crave Is The Simplicity Of Routine. An Evening Walk, Arm In Arm, In Fine Weather. A Game Of Cards. Time For Idle Talk. Preparing A Meal Together.

I Need Noise And Interruptions And Irritation: Irritation And Discomfort Are A Great Starter. The Loneliness Of Doing It Any Other Way Would Kill Me.

And Without Understanding, Could Each Properly Love The Other?

Life... Is Not Simply A Series Of Exciting New Ventures. The Future Is Not Always A Whole New Ball Game. There Tends To Be Unfinished Business. One Trails All Sorts Of Things Around With One, Things That Simply Won't Be Got Rid Of.

Existentialism Is About Being A Saint Without God; Being Your Own Hero, Without All The Sanction And Support Of Religion Or Society.