Most Of The Cruelty In The World

Pulchritude--beauty Where You Would Least Suspect It, Hidden In A Word That Looked Like It Should Signify A Belch Or A Skin Infection.

I'm A Writer Who Never Writes About Sex. It's So Far From My Own Fictional World.

He Had Her In His Heart, But Not Always In His Mind.

Desire Is Never Final, Desire Is Imprecise And Impractical [...]

150 Years Ago In [charles] Dickens's Time There Was At Least A Sense Of Craft. So Some Of The Things People Had Inside Of Them, They Had The Possibility Of Expressing In The Making Of Things - Even In A Daily Way With Their Clothes Or Their Food. People Made A Good Deal Of Both Themselves. Now Our Daily Lives Are Almost All Consumption. Craft Plays A Tiny Role.