I Don't Want To Have My Life

The 20th Century Saw Far Greater Catastrophes Than September 11th, As Bad As It Was, And They Didn't Render Literature Or Art Or Music Irrelevant. In Fact, I Think That Literature And Art Help Us To Understand - Sometimes They Provide Narratives And Metaphors For Understanding History, For Understanding Recent Catastrophes.

Things Happen, People Change,' Is What Amanda Said. For Her That Covered It. You Wanted An Explanation, And Ending That Would Assign Blame And Dish Up Justice. You Considered Violence And You Considered Reconciliation . But What You Are Left With Is A Premonition Of The Way Your Life Will Fade Behind You, Like A Book You Have Read Too Quickly, Leaving A Dwindling Trail Of Images And Emotions, Until All You Can Remember Is A Name.

I Envy Those Writers Who Outline Their Novels, Who Know Where They're Going. But I Find Writing Is A Process Of Discovery.

If It's Red, French, Costs Too Much, And Tastes Like The Water That's Left In The Vase After The Flowers Have Died And Rotted, It's Probably Burgundy.

Great Minds Sink Alike, Right?