What Is It Precisely, That Feeling Of

She Would Simply Wait On The Bridge, Calm And Obstinate, Until Events, Real Events, Not Her Own Fantasies, Roe To Her Challenge, And Dispelled Her Insignificance.

Most Of Humanity Gets By Without Reading Novels Or Poetry, And No One Would Deny The Richness Of Their Thoughts.

A Twenty-one-year-old Writer Is Likely To Be Inhibited By A Lack Of Usable Experience. Childhood And Adolescence Were Something I Knew.

There Are These Rare Moments When Musicians Together Touch Something Sweeter Than They've Ever Found Before In Rehearsals Or Performance, Beyond The Merely Collaborative Or Technically Proficient, When Their Expression Becomes As Easy And Graceful As Friendship Or Love. This Is When They Give Us A Glimpse Of What We Might Be, Of Our Best Selves, And Of An Impossible World In Which You Give Everything To Others, But Lose Nothing Of Yourself.

My Needs Were Simple I Didn't Bother Much With Themes Or Felicitous Phrases And Skipped Fine Descriptions Of Weather, Landscapes And Interiors. I Wanted Characters I Could Believe In, And I Wanted To Be Made Curious About What Was To Happen To Them. Generally, I Preferred People To Be Falling In And Out Of Love, But I Didn't Mind So Much If They Tried Their Hand At Something Else. It Was Vulgar To Want It, But I Liked Someone To Say 'marry Me' By The End.