I Think That New York Is Not

Death Is The Black Backing On The Mirror That Allows Us To See Anything At All.

We Are Always Looking For The Book It Is Necessary To Read Next.

I Mean You Have Been Disappointed In Love, But Don't You Know How Many Things There Are To Be Disappointed In Besides Love? You Are Lucky To Be Still Disappointed In Love. Later It May Be Even More Terrible.

You Never Have To Change Anything You Got Up In The Middle Of The Night To Write.

There Is An Immense, Painful Longing For A Broader, More Flexible, Fuller, More Coherent, More Comprehensive Account Of What We Human Beings Are, Who We Are And What This Life Is For.