The Right Story Needs The Right Telling.

Dutch Is Not So Much A Language As An Ailment Of The Throat.

Isaac Out Of Surgery. It Went Well. He's Officially Nec. Nec Meant "no Evidence Of Cancer." A Second Text Came A Few Seconds Later. I Mean, He's Blind. So That's Unfortunate.

I'm Not Saying It Was Your Fault. I'm Saying It Wasn't Nice.

He Liked The Idea Of Coffee Quite A Lot—a Warm Drink That Gave You Energy And Had Been For Centuries Associated With Sophisticates And Intellectuals. But Coffee Itself Tasted To Him Like Caffeinated Stomach Bile.

At Some Point We All Look Up And Realize We Are Lost In A Maze.