In November You Begin To Know How

In The End, In England, When You Want To Find Out How People Are Feeling, You Always Go To The Pubs.

Travel Is Compost For The Mind

Between His Eyes, There Were Four Lines, The Marks Of Such Misery As Children Should Never Feel. He Spoke With That Wonderful Whisky Voice That So Many Spanish Children Have, And He Was A Tough And Entire Little Boy.

People May Correctly Remember The Events Of Twenty Years Ago (a Remarkable Feat), But Who Remembers His Fears, His Disgusts, His Tone Of Voice? It Is Like Trying To Bring Back The Weather Of That Time.

You Have To Stop Living In Order To Write.