Occupation: Journalist Birth: March 1, 1940 Death: May 9, 2008
...friendship is something you do..
I did believe, from my experience of life and of looking at the world, that men hated women..
If there were nothing else, reading would--obviously--be worth living for..
The wait is long, my dream of you does not end..
Let me just say that I am not often lonely in country places. In cities I am, like the writers of the letters. Nature doesn't break your heart: other….
..though silence must add intensity to your intimate moments, it must also shrivel your soul to lie beside someone who doesn't talk to you..
My life burned inside me. Even such as it was, it was the only record of me, and it was my only creation, and something in me would not accept that i….
Did anyone ever hear of an intelligent fantasy?.
Do the thing that's less passive. Do the active thing. There's more of the human in that..
Lovers are allowed to be as cruel as anything to the one who dissappoints them..
Novels are completed when they are finished, but the memoir changes its own conclusion by virtue of being written... I was not at all the same person….
A bugler sounded the Last Post. Heartbreak made audible..