Taste ... Is A Matter Of Taste

Taste ... Is A Matter Of Taste (tad Allagash)

You Described The Feeling You’d Always Had Of Being Misplaced, Of Always Standing To One Side Of Yourself, Of Watching Yourself In The World Even As You Were Being In The World, And Wondering If This Was How Everyone Felt. That You Always Believed That Other People Had A Clearer Idea Of What They Were Doing, And Didn’t Worry Quite So Much About Why.

There Aren't Many Shy Writers Left.

Most All Of The Writers I Admired When I Was In My Teens And Twenties Died Young. Fitzgerald Lived The Longest. He Was 44. Dylan Thomas Was 39. And Then Once You're Approaching 40, You Suddenly Think, "well, Maybe I Would Like To Live Longer Than Fitzgerald Or Thomas."

Bottles Of Wine Aren't Like Paintings. At Some Point You Have To Consume Them. The Object In Life Is To Die With No Bottles Of Wine In Your Cellar. To Drink Your Last Bottle Of Wine And Go To Sleep That Night And Not Wake Up.