Ocupation: Author
Life: May 15, 1931 - October 17, 2009
Birthday: May 15
Death: October 17
I guess, really thinking about it, I always assumed when you missed someone , it was tangible...something real you could grab and hold on to, but it's a not-there feeling.
Topics: Real, Thinking, Feelings
All the inane, meaningless noises people make that pass for intelligent conversation. They might as well be pigs grunting in the pen. (92)
Topics: Intelligent, Pigs, People, Intelligent Conversation
Friendship...is like pain. Explaining it is impossible.
Topics: Pain, Impossible, Explaining
That adolescent me, the girl who was, as I remember her, insecure, unsure, dreaming, yearning, longing, that girl who was hard on herself, who was cowardly and brave, who was confused and determined-that girl who was me-still exists. I call on her when I write. I am the me of today-the person who has become a woman, a mother, a writer. Yet I am the me of all those other days as well. I believe in the reality of that past.
Topics: Girl, Mother, Dream, That Girl, Unsure
A piece of writing takes exactly as long as it needs to be done right.
Topics: Writing, Long, Needs
