Anything That Is Given Can Be At

When I Was In My 20s It Did Occur To Me That There Was Something Perverted About An Attitude That Thought That Killing Somebody Was A Minor Offence Compared To Kissing Somebody.

...with A Rush Of Feeling He Felt That This Must Be Happiness. As Soon As The Thought Came To Him, He Fought It Back, Blaming The Whiskey. The Very Idea Was As Dangerous As Presumptive Speech: Happiness Could Not Be Sought Or Worried Into Being, Or Even Fully Grasped; It Should Be Allowed Its Own Slow Pace So That It Passes Unnoticed, If It Ever Comes At All.

I've Never Written Anything That Hasn't Been In My Mind For A Long Time - Seven Or Eight Years.

Yes, Though I Have Nothing But Gratitude For My Upbringing In The Church.

I Feel I Grew Up In A Different Century Than I Live In. I Think Most Of Them Are Changes For The Good.