Love Is Deep, A Mystery - Who

She Is Not A Writer At All, Really; She Is Merely A Gifted Eccentric.

A Certain Slightly Cruel Disregard For The Feelings Of Living People Is Simply Part Of The Package. I Think A Writer, If Hes Any Good, Is Not An Entirely Benign Entity In The World.

. . . He Felt Himself Entering A Moment So Real He Could Only Run Toward It, Shouting.

You Cannot Find Peace By Avoiding Life, Leonard.

Jenny Offill's Dept. Of Speculation Resembles No Book I've Read Before. If I Tell You That It's Funny, And Moving, And True; That It's As Compact And Mysterious As A Neutron; That It Tells A Profound Story Of Love And Parenthood While Invoking (among Others) Keats, Kafka, Einstein, Russian Cosmonauts, And Advice For The Housewife Of 1896, Will You Please Simply Believe Me, And Read It?