What You Fear Most Will Happen To

In Thoughts One Keeps A Reserve Of Hope, In Spite Of Everything. You Cannot Say Good-bye In Imagination. That Is Something You Can Only Do In Actuality.

Children Seldom Have A Proper Sense Of Their Own Tragedy, Discounting And Keeping Hidden The True Horrors Of Their Short Lives, Humbly Imagining Real Calamity To Be Some Prestigious Drama Of The Grown-up World.

I Think That One Is Constantly Startled By The Things That Appear Before You On The Page When You're Writing.

Italians Are Never Punctual; The Café, The Convenient Place To Wait, Absolves Them From That. There Is No Question Of Hanging About, No Looking Lost And Unwanted Or Even Disreputable, As There Is In Hotel Lobbies Or The Foyers Of Restaurants. One Just Sits And Enjoys The Scene, And Waits.

I Never Had, Or Wished For, Power Over You. That Isn't True, Of Course. I Wanted The Greatest Power Of All. But Not Advantage, Or Authority.