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To Choose A Writer For A Friend Is Like Palling Around With Your Cardiologist, Who Might Be Musing As You Talk To Him That You Are A Sinking Man. A Writer's Love For Another Writer Is Never Quite Free Of Malice. He May Enjoy Discussing Your Failures Even More Than You Do. He Probably Sees You As Tragic, Like His Characters - Or Unworthy Of Tragedy, Which Is Worse.

The Tension Between 'yes' And No', Between 'i Can' And 'i Cannot,' Makes Us Feel That, In So Many Instances, Human Life Is An Interminable Debate With One's Self.

In An Age Like Ours, Which Is Not Given To Letter-writing, We Forget What An Important Part It Used To Play In People's Lives.

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The Epic Implications Of Being Human End In More Than This: We Start Our Lives As If They Were Momentous Stories, With A Beginning, A Middle And An Appropriate End, Only To Find That They Are Mostly Middles.