I Want To Know Everything About You,

I Thought, My Love Is So Good, Why Isn't It Calling The Same Thing Back.

He Wondered How We Know That What Happens To Us Isn't Good.

I Have Written Letters That Are Failures, But I Have Written Few, I Think, That Are Lies. Trying To Reach A Person Means Asking The Same Question Over And Over Again: Is This The Truth, Or Not? I Begin This Letter To You, Then, In The Western Tradition. If I Understand It, The Western Tradition Is: Put Your Cards On The Table.

The Year I Began To Say Vahz Instead Of Vase, A Man I Barely Knew Nearly Accidentally Killed Me.

I'm Not Good At Small Talk; I'm Not Good At Big Talk; And Medium Talk Just Doesn't Come Up.