Love Was Action. It Came To You.

People Seem Able To Love Their Dogs With An Unabashed Acceptance That They Rarely Demonstrate With Family Or Friends. The Dogs Do Not Disappointment Them, Or, If They Do, The Owners Manages To Forget About It Quickly. I Want To Learn To Love People Like This, The Way I Love My Dog, With Pride And Enthusiasm And A Complete Amnesia For Faults. In Short, To Love Others The Way My Dog Loves Me.

That Is One Thing I've Learned, That It Is Possible To Really Understand Things At Certain Points, And Not Be Able To Retain Them, To Be In Utter Confusion Just A Short While Later. I Used To Think That Once You Really Knew A Thing, Its Truth Would Shine On Forever. Now It's Pretty Obvious To Me That More Often Than Not The Batteries Fade, And Sometimes What You Knew Even Goes Out With A Bang When You Try To Call On It, Just Like A Lightbulb Cracking Off When You Throw The Switch.

Everyone Knows Everything Eventually.

I'm Very Sentimental About Lobsters. The Last Lobster I Ate Was The Only Lobster I Cooked.

Praise And Criticism Seem To Me To Operate Exactly On The Same Level. If You Get A Great Review, It's Really Thrilling For About Ten Minutes. If You Get A Bad Review, It's Really Crushing For Ten Minutes. Either Way, You Go On.