If My Father Were Still Writing Essays,

If The Soul Cannot Find Its Jacket. It Is Condemned To An Eternity Of Wandering--naked And Alone

E-mail Is A Modern Penny Post: The World Is A Single City With A Single Postal Rate.

Reading Aloud Means No Skipping, No Skimming, No Cutting To The Chase.

My Brother And I Were Able To Fantasize Far More Extravagantly About Our Parents' Tastes And Desires, Their Aspirations And Their Vices, By Scanning Their Bookcases Than By Snooping In Their Closest. Their Selves Were On Their Shelves.

The Action Most Worth Watching Is Not At The Center Of Things, But Where Edges Meet.