It's True, We Tend To Write About

It's True, We Tend To Write About The Same Thing Over And Over Again Because This Is Our Trauma. If I Had Been In World War Ii, I Might Have Been Writing About D-day Over And Over Again.

A Woman Whose Smile Is Open And Whose Expression Is Glad Has A Kind Of Beauty No Matter What She Wears.

If I Were Planning To Be Stranded On A Desert Island, I Wouldn't Take Freud's Books With Me, Because I've Already Read Them All.

Sometimes What We Call Love Is Just A Settling Of Old Scores, Or A Seeking Of Forbidden Pain, Or A Circuitous Path To The Kingdom Of Cruelty, Or She May Simply Have Confused Lack Of Capital With Heroism While Searching For Rescue Without Knowing From What.

We Were Not Always 70, Or Rather Our 70 Is An Accumulation Of All The Other Ways We Were. Our 5-year-old Selves Became Our 10-year-old Selves, And So On And On; And If We Unpack Our Selves, The Full Album Appears. Every Moment Is A Part Of The Following Moment, And We Are All A Continuum.