I Do Not Believe In

When You Find Yourself Alone, Or In A Transition, You Dream More. These Are Also The Times When You Read Books.

We Have Lost The Art Of Public Tenderness, These Small Gestures Of Wiping And Washing; We Have Forgotten How Abjectly The Body Welcomes A Formal Touch.

There Are About As Many Ways To Be Dead As There Are To Be Alive. People Linger In Different Ways, Both Publicly And Privately.

There Is Nothing As Tentative As An Old Woman's Touch; As Loving Or As Horrible.

I Became A Full-time Writer In 1993 And Have Been Very Happy, Insofar As Anybody Is, Since.