Then Why Did You Tell Me?

The Dear, Stupid Body Is As Easily Satisfied As A Spaniel.

The Secret Is Not To Write About What You Love Best, But About What You, Alone, Love At All.

You Have To Take Pains In A Memoir Not To Hang On The Reader's Arm, Like A Drunk, And Say, 'and Then I Did This And It Was So Interesting.

How You Spend Your Days Is How You Spend Your Life.

Like Any Child, I Slid Into Myself Perfectly Fitted, As A Diver Meets Her Reflection In A Pool. Her Fingertips Enter The Fingertips On The Water, Her Wrists Slide Up Her Arms. The Diver Wraps Herself In Her Reflection Wholly, Sealing It At The Toes, And Wears It As She Climbs Rising From The Pool, And Ever After.