I Rather Like Getting Away From Fiction.

It Seems To Me That Everything That Happens To Us Is A Disconcerting Mix Of Choice And Contingency.

Getting To Know Someone Else Involves Curiosity About Where They Have Come From, Who They Are.

Grief-stricken. Stricken Is Right; It Is As Though You Had Been Felled. Knocked To The Ground; Pitched Out Of Life And Into Something Else.

We Make Choices But Are Constantly Foiled By Happenstance.

All I Know For Certain Is That Reading Is Of The Most Intense Importance To Me; If I Were Not Able To Read, To Revisit Old Favorites And Experiment With Names New To Me, I Would Be Starved - Probably Too Starved To Go On Writing Myself.