If You Lose All Hope, You Can

Things You Did. Things You Never Did. Things You Dreamed. After A Long Time They Run Together.

What Was Our Life Like? I Almost Don't Remember Now. Though I Remember It, The Space Of Time It Occupied. And I Remember It Fondly.

I'm Trying To Cause People To Be Interested In The Particulars Of Their Lives Because I Think That's One Thing Literature Can Do For Us. It Can Say To Us: Pay Attention. Pay Closer Attention. Pay Stricter Attention To What You Say To Your Son.

I Don't Want To Be Taken To Bhutan And Smell The Flowers. I Want To Be Told Something I Couldn't Have Been Told Any Other Way.

My Father Died In My Arms. That's Tumult. That's Everything Exploding.