“ If you have the guts to be yourself, other people'll pay your price. ”
It is easy to love people in memory the hard thing is to love them when they are there in front of you.
~ John Updike
Suspect each moment, for it is a thief, tiptoeing away with more than it brings.
The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding.
Being able to write becomes a kind of shield, a way of hiding, a way of too instantly transforming pain into honey.
