Not Everything People Did Could Be In

You Can Tell A Lot From A Person's Nails. When A Life Starts To Unravel, They're Among The First To Go.

And Now She Was Back In The World, Not One She Could Make, But The One That Had Made Her, And She Felt Herself Shrinking Under The Early Evening Sky. She Was Weary Of Being Outdoors, But She Was Not Ready To Go In. Was That Really All There Was In Life, Indoors Or Out? Wasn't There Somewhere Else For People To Go?

When People Ask, "is There Any Advice You'd Give A Young Writer?," I Say Write Short Stories. They Afford Lots Of Failure. Pastiche Is A Great Way To Start.

I Think The Novel, Its Business Is The Investigation Of Human Nature.

There Are Ways In Which Art Can Have A Longer Reach Than Politics.