In A Life Properly Lived, You're A

When We Die We Are Only Stories In The Minds Of Others, I Thought

I Was On The Verge Of Jumping Into One Of Those Holes In Life Out Of Which We Emerge A Bit Tattered And Bloody, Though We Remain Sure Nonetheless That We Had To Make The Jump.

I Don't Know What Psychotherapy Does. I Have Been Seeing The Same Person For 26 Years Now.

We Are All Naturally Xenophobic.

I Thought, Frankly, That It Would Be More Pleasant To Write A Memoir Than It Was.