Writing Is Not Primarily Escape, But Use.

It Doesn't So Much Matter What You Do In Particular, So Long As You Have Your Life.

To Say That She Had A Book Is To Say That Her Solitude Did Not Press Upon Her; For Her Love Of Knowledge Had A Fertilizing Quality And Her Imagination Was Strong. There Was At This Time, However, A Want Of Lightness In Her Situation, Which The Arrival Of An Unexpected Visitor Did Much To Dispel.

To Read Between The Lines Was Easier Than To Follow The Text.

Live All You Can; It's A Mistake Not To.

New York Is Appalling, Fantastically Charmless And Elaborately Dire.