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I'm Concerned About The Unknowability Of Other People.

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

Nothing She Did Or Said Was Quite What She Meant But Still Her Life Could Be Called A Monument Shaped In A Slant Of Available Light And Set To The Movement Of Possible Music

I Couldn't Have Been A Novelist Without Being A Mother. It Gives You A Unique Witness Point Of The Growth Of A Personality. It Was A Kind Of Biological Component For Me That Had To Come First. My Children Gave This Other Window On The World.

The Silence Is Perfect, And Yet A Torment.