I Think It Would Be Harder For

I Don't Think America Has Ever Had A Center The Way London Is The Center Of England Or Dublin Is The Center Of Ireland.

The Line Of Gray Along The Horizon Is Brighter Now, And With The Coming Light I Feel A Certainty: That There Is, Despite Our Wild Imaginings, Only One Life. The Ghostly Others, No Matter How Real They Seem, No Matter How Badly We Need Them, Are Phantoms. The One Life We're Left With Is Sufficient To Fill And Refill Our Imperfect Hearts With Joy, And Then To Shatter Them. And It Never, Ever Lets Up.

Whatever You're Working On, Take Small Bites. The Task Will Not Be Overwhelming If You Can Reduce It To Its Smallest Component.

That Afternoon I Came To Understand That One Of The Deepest Purposes Of Intellectual Sophistication Is To Provide Distance Between Us And Our Most Disturbing Personal Truths And Gnawing Fears.

If My Career Continues Along Its Current Arc, People Will Probably Look At Me And See A Writer Who Is Obsessed With The Relationship Between Rich And Poor And With How The Rich Somehow Or Other Always Manage To Betray The Poor, Even When They Don't Mean To.