Mountains, According To The Angle Of View,

With Luck, It Might Even Snow For Us.

I Had My Jazz Club And I Had Enough Money. So I Didn't Have To Write For My Living.

I Began Running On An Everyday Basis After I Became A Writer. As Being A Writer Requires Sitting At A Desk For Hours A Day, Without Getting Some Exercise You'd Quickly Get Out Of Shape And Gain Weight, I Figured.

I Can't Understand Nothingness. I Can't Understand It And I Can't Imagine It.

Listening To The Music While Stretching Her Body Close To Its Limit, She Was Able To Attain A Mysterious Calm. She Was Simultaneously The Torturer And The Tortured, The Forcer And The Forced. This Sense Of Inner-directed Self-sufficiency Was What She Wanted Most Of All. It Gave Her Deep Solace.