Write The Book You Want To Read,

These Are Frightening Times...when She Feels Herself Annointed By Loneliness.

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

I'm Concerned About The Unknowability Of Other People.

Words Are Our Life. We Are Human Because We Use Language. So I Think We Are Less Human When We Use Less Language.

The Larger Loneliness Of Our Lives Evolves From Our Unwillingness To Spend Ourselves, Stir Ourselves. We Are Always Damping Down Our Inner Weather, Permitting Ourselves The Comforts Of Postponement, Of Rehearsals