When All Of Us Are

Foucault Was The One Person I Met In France That I Could Talk To. He Was A Mensch. You Know Whether You Agree With Him Or Not Because You Know What He Is Saying.

I Long For The Raised Voice, The Howl Of Rage Or Love.

I Think The Pattern Of My Essays Is, A Funny Thing Happened To Me On My Way Through Finnegans Wake.

I Used To Be Fond Of Indian Arm Wrestling.

Faulkner Turned Out To Be A Great Teacher. When A Student Asked A Question Ineptly, He Answered The Question With What The Student Had Really Wanted To Know.