You're A Library Of Me.

The Novel Leads You Places That You Never Could Have Gotten To Otherwise.

Fate Is A Quantity Very Much Like Tv: An Unstoppable Narrative, Written, Produced And Directed By Somebody Else.

For Example, You Have These Grotesque, Hilarious, Profane Ghosts In The Book [lincoln In The Bardo]. Even The Concept Of Talking Ghosts Is, From An Aesthetic Point Of View, Grotesque. But You Seem Compelled By That Risk In Order To Get To The Other End Of The Equation.

The Object Of The Passion Is Just An Accessory To The Passion Itself.

She Loved You In The Morning Because The Day Was New.