Take A Look At The Books Other

Here Was One Place Where I Could Find Out Who I Was And What I Was Going To Become. And That Was The Public Library.

I Don't Fret Over Lost Time - I Can Always Use The Situations In A Novel.

[nabokov's] Language Is Made Visible . . . Like A Veil Or Transparent Curtain. You Cannot Help Seeing The Curtain As You Peek Into The Intimate Rooms Behind.

And Really The Purpose Of Art - For Me, Fiction - Is To Alert, To Indicate To Stop, To Say: Make Certain That When You Rush Through You Will Not Miss The Moment Which You Might Have Had, Or Might Still Have.

As I Go To Sleep I Remember What My Father Said-that One Can Never Be Sure If One Will Awake. The Way My Health Is Now, This Is Becoming More And More Real.