I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words.

“Here am I shedding one of my life-skins and all they will say is, 'Bernard is s…”

“What people had shed and left--a pair of shoes, a shooting cap, some faded skir…”

“They say the sky is the same everywhere. Travellers, the shipwrecked, exiles, a…”

“To tell the truth about oneself, to discover oneself near at hand, is not easy.”