The World In Which We Were Called

One Must Place One's Principles In Big Things. For The Small, Graciousness Will Suffice.

Greatness Consists In Trying To Be Great. There Is No Other Way.

Maman Died Today. Or Yesterday Maybe, I Don't Know. I Got A Telegram From The Home: 'mother Deceased. Funeral Tomorrow. Faithfully Yours.' That Doesn't Mean Anything. Maybe It Was Yesterday.

I Felt The Urge To Reassure Him That I Was Like Everybody Else, Just Like Everybody Else.

But All The Long Speeches, All The Interminable Days And Hours That People Had Spent Talking About My Soul, Had Left Me With The Impression Of A Colorless Swirling River That Was Making Me Dizzy.