To Make A Thought My Own, I

The Psychiatrist's Office: The Only Place I Can Be Sure My Story Will Be Treated As Sad, But Interesting.

There Are Different Rules For Reading, For Thinking, And For Talking. Writing Blends All Three Of Them.

The Banker Rubs His Nose, Thinking Of His Cat Stalking Something On The Lawn.

Rules That Are Never Violated Cease To Be Recognized As Rules.

Pity Drowns In Numbers.