Writers Are Only Rarely Likable.

The Last Sentence In A Piece Is Another Adventure. It Should Open The Piece Up.

In Terms Of Work, I Never Felt That I've Done It Right. I Always Want To Have Done It Differently, To Have Done It Better, A Different Way.

Memories Are What You No Longer Want To Remember.

Tuesday, September 11, 2001, Dawned Temperate And Nearly Cloudless In The Eastern United States.

To Cure Jealousy Is To See It For What It Is, A Dissatisfaction With Self.