As For Death, One Gets

Who Wants To Become A Writer? And Why? Because It's The Answer To Everything. ... It's The Streaming Reason For Living. To Note, To Pin Down, To Build Up, To Create, To Be Astonished At Nothing, To Cherish The Oddities, To Let Nothing Go Down The Drain, To Make Something, To Make A Great Flower Out Of Life, Even If It's A Cactus.

As For Death, One Gets Used To It, Even If It Is Only Other People Is Death You Get Used To.

The Dangerous Thing About Hate Is That It Seems So Reasonable.

An Only Child Is Never Twelve.

After Forty Years Of Marriage We Still Stood With Broken Swords In Our Hands.