You Would Go Mad If You Began

I Like The Idea Of A Big Caesura Between The Narratives, A Space Which Readers Can Fill In With Their Own Speculative History.

Sometimes I Feel That I Am Destined Always To Be Offstage Whenever The Main Action Occurs. That God Has Made Me The Victim Of Some Cosmic Practical Joke, By Assigning Me Little More Than A Walk-on Part In My Own Life. Or Sometimes I Feel That My Role Is Simply To Be A Spectator To Other People's Stories, And Always To Wander Away At The Most Important Moment, Drifiting Into The Kitchen To Make A Cup Of Tea Just As The Denouement Unfolds.

I Like The Rain Before It Falls. Of Course There Is No Such Thing, She Said. That's Why It's My Favorite. Something Can Still Make You Happy, Can't It, Even If It Isn't Real.

For Many Weeks After [my Wife] Died, I Could Not Get Used To The Feeling Of Coldness And Lifelessness On Her Side Of The Bed - And It Was Even Worse When They Took The Body Away And Buried Her.

As The Books Grew Bigger And More Ambitious, The Situations In Question Sometimes Became Political Ones, And So It Became Necessary To Start Painting In The Social Background On A Scale Which Eventually Became Panoramic.