I Can Write Anywhere.

I Had Let My Digust With Teaching Ruin My Love Of Literature.

There Is A Neurologist, A Woman Over At Harvard Who Wanted Me To Come Talk To Them, And In France I Have A Lot Of Readers In The Sciences. I Can't Tell You Why.

The Wilderness Does Not Make You Forget Your Normal Life So Much As It Removes The Distractions For Proper Remembering.

All Artists As A Type Seem To Suffer A Great Deal, But Then So Do Miners.

Fate Has Never Ladled Out Hardship Very Evenly, And This Frequently Trips Our Often Infantile Sense Of Justice.