Silence Sat In The Taxi, As Though

When You Love Someone All Your Saved Up Wishes Start Coming Out.

If You Look At Life One Way, There Is Always Cause For Alarm.

Memory Must Be Patchy; What Is More Alarming Is Its Face-savingness. Something In One Shrinks From Catching It Out - Unique To Oneself, One's Own, One's Claim To Identity, It Implicates One's Identity In Its Fibbing.

[a Writer] Should Try Not To Be Too Far, Personally, Below The Level Of His Work.

For People Who Live On Expectations, To Face Up To Their Realization Is Something Of An Ordeal.