But Writers, Garp Knew, Were Just Observers

What Is Hardest To Accept About The Passage Of Time Is That The People Who Once Mattered The Most To Us Wind Up In Parentheses.

The Unspoken Factor Is Love. The Reason I Can Work So Hard At My Writing Is That It's Not Work For Me.

But Writers, Garp Knew, Were Just Observers - Good And Ruthless Imitators Of Human Behavior.

It Is Exhausting To Be Seventeen And Not Know Who You Are.

They All Settled Into Being The Kind Of Friends When They Heard From Each Other.... Or When They Occasionally Got Together. And When They Were Not In Touch, They Did Not Think Of One Another.