In Human Relationships, Kindness And Lies Are

That Instinct For Human Character That Is Perhaps Inherent In An Imaginative Writer.

Destruction After All Is A Form Of Creation.

It Was As Though Our Love Were A Small Creature Caught In A Trap And Bleeding To Death: I Had To Shut My Eyes And Wring Its Neck.

Fame Is A Powerful Aphrodisiac.

A Story Has No Beginning Or End: Arbitrarily One Chooses That Moment Of Experience From Which To Look Back Or From Which To Look Ahead.