...the blossom of our family, like one of those miraculous fruit trees that taps into an invisible vein of nurture and bears radiant bushels of plums while the trees around it merely go on living.

“Beginning a novel is always hard. It feels like going nowhere. I always have to…”

“Sept 15 1930 at the independence festival of the school of cretins…"At the head…”

“It occurs to her that there is one thing about people you can never understand …”

“A flower is a plant's way of making love.”