Hope Was An Instinct Only The Reasoning

It Is The Same In Life: Sometimes It Is More Difficult To Make A Scene Than To Die.

He Felt The Loyalty We Feel To Unhappiness - The Sense That Is Where We Really Belong.

What Happens If You Drop All The Things That Make You I?

I Envied Those Who Could Believe In A God And I Distrusted Them. I Felt They Were Keeping Their Courage Up With A Fable Of The Changeless And The Permanent. Death Was Far More Certain Than God, And With Death There Would Be No Longer The Possibility Of Love Dying.

So Much Of A Novelist's Writing, As I Have Said, Takes Place In The Unconscious: In Those Depths The Last Word Is Written Before The First Word Appears On The Paper. We Remember Details Of Our Story, We Do Not Invent Them.