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I Try To Avoid Experience If I Can. Most Experience Is Bad.

I Thought I Would Lose, So I Didn't Prepare A Speech.

If You Feel A Bump On Page One Hundred, It May Be You Went Off On Page Fifty.

Planning To Write Is Not Writing.

I Knew He Was Unreliable, But He Was Fun To Be With. He Was A Child’s Ideal Companion, Full Of Surprises And Happy Animal Energy. He Enjoyed Food And Drink. He Liked To Try New Things. He Brought Home Coconuts, Papayas, Mangoes, And Urged Them On Our Reluctant Conservative Selves. On Sundays He Liked To Discover New Places, Take Us On Endless Bus Or Trolley Rides To Some New Park Or Beach He Knew About. He Always Counseled Daring, In Whatever Situation, The Courage To Test The Unknown, An Instruction That Was Thematically In Opposition To My Mother’s.