In Many Ways, Constancy Is An Illusion.

Wherever A Story Comes From, Whether It Is A Familiar Myth Or A Private Memory, The Retelling Exemplifies The Making Of A Connection From One Pattern To Another: A Potential Translation In Which Narrative Becomes Parable And The Once Upon A Time Comes To Stand For Some Renascent Truth. This Approach Applies To All The Incidents Of Everyday Life: The Phrase In The Newspaper, The Endearing Or Infuriating Game Of A Toddler, The Misunderstanding At The Office. Our Species Thinks In Metaphors And Learns Through Stories.

Every Loss Recapitulates Earlier Losses, But Every Affirmation Of Identity Echoes Earlier Moments Of Clarity.

Sharing Is Sometimes More Demanding Than Giving.

...a Disgruntled Reflection On My Own Life As A Sort Of Desperate Improvisation In Which I Was Constantly Trying To Make Something Coherent From Conflicting Elements To Fit Rapidly Changing Settings.

In Many Ways, Constancy Is An Illusion.