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I Have A Painter's Memory. I Can Remember Things From My Childhood Which Were So Powerfully Imprinted On Me, The Whole Scene Comes Back.

Literature Is The Province Of Imagination, And Stories, In Whatever Guise, Are Meditations On Life.

There's A Certain Amount Of Tyranny In All Of Us To Some Extent, And In Some People It's Much More Developed Than In Others. It's A Different Balance Which Makes Us All Different.

A Year And A Half After The End Of The War And The German Occupation, Paris Was Muted And Looked Bruised And Forlorn. Everywhere I Went, I Sensed The Tracks Of The Wolf That Had Tried To Devour The City. But Paris Proved Inedible, As It Had Been Ever Since Its Tribal Beginnings On An Island In The Seine, The Ile De La Cité.

People Steal Into One's Consciousness And Occupy What Seems, In Retrospect, To Have Been Their Place All Along.