I've Never Let The Criticism Deter Me.

Something Settiled Inside Me, Something Heavy And Hard. It Stayed There, And I Could Not Think Of One Thing To Make It Go Away. I Thought, So This Must Be Living, This Must Be The Beginning Of The Time People Later Refer To As 'years Ago, When I Was Young'.

The Photograph Of My Brother That Is In This Album Shows A Young Man, Beautiful And Perfect In The Way Of Young People, For Young People Are Always Perfect And Beautiful Until They Are Not, Until The Moment They Just Are Not.

I'm Trying To Earn A Living In The Way That Is Most Enjoyable To Me. I Love The World Of Literature, And I Hope To Support Myself In It.

It's Not That I'm A Very Good Person. It's That I Think I Should At Least Look At The Ways In Which I Am Not A Good Person, The Ways In Which I So Readily Become The Person Who Would Not Notice That The Wonderful Clothing I'm Wearing Someone Is Probably Dying For.

It's Too Easy To Say This Or That Is "race," And That Has Been A Vehicle For An Incredible Amount Of Wrong In The World.