I Want My Stories To Move People

Why Is It A Surprise To Find That People Other Than Ourselves Are Able To Tell Lies?

He Never Wanted To Be Away From Her. She Had The Spark Of Life.

Things Have Changed, Ofcourse. There Are Counsellors At The Ready. Kindness And Understanding. Life Is Harder For Some, We're Told. Not Their Fault, Even If The Blows Are Purely Imgainery. Felt Just As Keenly By The Recipient, Or The Non Recipient, As The Case May Be. But Good Use Can Be Made Of Everything, If You Are Willing.

He Was Evidently The Sort Of Person Who Posed Questions That Were Traps For You To Fall Into.

His Face Contained For Me All Possibilities Of Fierceness And Sweetness, Pride And Submissiveness, Violence, Self-containment. I Never Saw More In It Than I Had When I Saw It First, Because I Saw Everything Then. The Whole Thing In Him That I Was Going To Love, And Never Catch Or Explain.