There's No Beauty Without Poignancy And There's

Life Is Much More Successfully Looked At From A Single Window.

All Good Writing Is Swimming Under Water And Holding Your Breath.

Most Affectations Conceal Something Eventually, Even Though They Don't In The Beginning.

She Wouldn't Let Go Of The Letter. She Took It Into The Tub With Her And Squeezed It Up In A Wet Ball, And Only Let Me Leave It In The Soap Dish When She Saw That It Was Coming To Pieces Like Snow.

He Had No Plans, No Definite Intentions, Except To Kiss Her Lips Again, To Hold Her In His Arms.