As he turned inwards she turned outwards, but while he wore his intensity like a garment, she slept in hers.

“I'm always nervous about going home, just as I am nervous about rereading books…”

“They say this city can absorb anyone. It does seem that every nationality is he…”

“I cannot assume you will understand me. It is just as likely that as I invent w…”

“Dinginess is death to a writer. Filth, discomfort, hunger, cold, trauma and dra…”