The Happiness Of Others Is

Only By Pursuing The Extremes In One's Nature, With All Its Contradictions, Appetites, Aversions, Rages, Can One Hope To Understand A Little - Oh, I Admit Only A Very Little - Of What Life Is About.

Love Lasts About Seven Years. That's How Long It Takes For The Cells Of The Body To Totally Replace Themselves.

When You Make A Decision To Write According To A Set Schedule And Really Stick To It, You Find Yourself Writing Very Fast. At Least I Do.

I Had A Strong Desire To Write And Some Free Time.

Writing Is A Question Of Finding A Certain Rhythm. I Compare It To The Rhythms Of Jazz. Much Of The Time Life Is A Sort Of Rhythmic Progression Of Three Characters. If One Tells Oneself That Life Is Like That, One Feels It Less Arbitrary.