Somehow knowing that Alzheimer's is coming mocks all one's aspirations - to tell stories to think through certain issues as only a novel can do to be recognised for one's accomplishments and hard work - in a way that old familiar death does not.
Smallness in a great man seems smaller by its disproportion with all the rest.
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where...
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible...
Girls are telling me to take my shirt off. It's like, 'Hello! I'm a...
In a sense, there's a great truth to that, but,...
I'm delighted. I don't know of anybody who had a...
