He Was An Outsider Who Lived By

I Never Had Much Interest In Being A Child. As A Way Of Being It Seemed Flat, Failed To Engage.

The Past Could Be Jettisoned . . . But Seeds Got Carried.

I Can't Imagine Writing If I Didn't Have A Reader. Any More Than An Actor Can Imagine Acting Without An Audience.

The Fear Is For What Is Still To Be Lost.

Time Is The School In Which We Learn.