The Scolding Voice Is Her Own, So

There Are Chapters In Every Life Which Are Seldom Read And Certainly Not Aloud.

It Occurs To Her That She Should Record This Flash Of Insight In Her Journal - Otherwise She Is Sure To Forget, For She Is Someone Who Is Always Learning And Forgetting And Obliged To Learn Again.

The Silence Is Perfect, And Yet A Torment.

I'm Concerned About The Unknowability Of Other People.

The Recounting Of A Life Is A Cheat...even Our Own Stories Are Obscenely Distorted.