Like Putting A Name To My Problems

The Light, The Sky, The Water, They Were All Things You Looked *through* During The Day. At Night, They Were Things You Looked *into*. You Looked *into* The Stars, You Looked *into* Dark Rollers And The Surprising Platinum Flash Of Their Caps.

In America, The Stories We Tell Ourselves And We Tell Each Other In Fiction Have To Do With Individualism. Every Person Here Is The Center Of His Or Her Own Story. And Our Job As People And As Characters Is To Find Our Own Motivations And Desires, To Overcome Conflicts And Obstacles Toward Defining Ourselves So That We Grow And Change.

Today, Tomorrow," She Said. "a Day Is Nothing. A Day Is Just A Match You Strike After The Ten Thousand Matches Before It Have Gone Out.

Imagine A World In Which No Writer Has Written A Literary Novel In Sixty Years. Imagine A Place Where Not A Single Person Has Read A Book That Is Truly About The Character At Its Center.

The Next Day, She Was Silent. For Breakfast, She Murdered An Onion And Served It Raw.