What Sustains Me Is To Be With

Don Quixote Is One That Comes To Mind In Comparison To Mine, In That They Both Involve Journeys Undertaken By Older Men. That Is Unusual, Because Generally The Hero Of A Journey Story Is Very Young.

I Grew Up In Seattle, But I Always Knew I Wanted To Leave.

How Could They Say That They Truly Loved Each Other? They Had Simply Grown Up Together, Been Children Together, And The Proximity Of It, The Closeness Of It, Had Produced In Them Love S Illusion. And Yet - On The Other Hand - What Was Love If It Wasn't This Instinct She Felt.

A Literary Achievement Of The Highest Order.

Accident Ruled Every Corner Of The Universe Except The Chambers Of The Human Heart.