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I Realized That I Might Not Ever Make It As A Writer, That It Might Be Because I Wasn't Good Enough, Or That It Might Be Because The Odds Were Just Too Long.

Your Heartbreak Is Just Another Version Of The Same Old Story.

I Was Fortunate To Get A Lot Of Mileage Out Of My Vices . . . The Point Is Not To Be Debilitated By Your Pleasures. Maybe I Have Lucky Genes Or Something But I've Never Been Truly Addicted To Anything, Except Pleasure In General.

We've Been Hearing About The Death Of The Novel Ever Since The Day After Don Quixote Was Published.

Taste ... Is A Matter Of Taste (tad Allagash)