I Have Already Lost Touch

I Was Four Or Five, And My Mother Gave Me A Big Black Tablet, Because I Kept Complaining That I Was Bored. She Said, "then Write Something. Then You Can Read It." In Fact, I Had Just Learned To Read, So This Was A Thrilling Kind Of Moment. The Idea That I Could Write Something - And Then Read It!

It Is Easy To See The Beginnings Of Things, And Harder To See The Ends.

Marriage Is Memory, Marriage Is Time.

I Don't Know What I Think Until I Write It Down.

Mourning Has Its Place But Also Its Limits.