A Family Is Everybody All Together.

Life Is A Process Of One Goneness After Another.

I Believe That Most Of Us Would Like To Be Thought Well Of By Horses.

Too-lateness, I Realized, Has Nothing To Do With Age. It’s A Relation Of Self To The Moment. Or Not, Depending On The Person And The Moment. Perhaps There Even Comes A Time When It’s No Longer Too Late For Anything. Perhaps, Even, Most Times Are Too Early For Most Things, And Most Of Life Has To Go By Before It’s Time For Almost Anything And Too Late For Almost Nothing. Nothing To Lose, The Present Moment To Gain, The Integration With Long-delayed Now.

The First Thing I Would Say To Young Writers Is, "don't Do It, Unless You Can't Stand Not To Do It." And The Second Thing I Would Say Is, "if You Do Do It, And Get Into It, The Constant Rule You Should Have In Mind Is To Explore Your Material." It Sounds Simple, But It Isn't, Because People Often Want To Get From A To B, And They Don't Stop To Look At What Is In The Material.

Who Is Alice?" Asked Mother. "alice Is Somebody That Nobody Can See," Said Frances. "and That Is Why She Does Not Have A Birthday. So I Am Singing Happy Thursday To Her." - Frances The Badger