When He Is Sick, Every Man Wants

I Came To New York And In Only Hours, New York Did What It Does To People: Awakened The Possibilities. Hope Breaks Out.

You Tasted It. Isn't That Enough? Of What Do You Ever Get More Than A Taste? That's All We're Given In Life, That's All We're Given Of Life. A Taste. There Is No More.

All That We Don't Know Is Astonishing. Even More Astonishing Is What Passes For Knowing.

The Terror Of The Unforeseen Is What The Science Of History Hides, Turning A Disaster Into An Epic.

I Cannot And Do Not Live In The World Of Discretion, Not As A Writer, Anyway. I Would Prefer To, I Assure You - It Would Make Life Easier. But Discretion Is, Unfortunately, Not For Novelists.