...there Must Be Something She Wanted; And

Intimacies Between Women Often Go Backwards, Beginning In Revelations And Ending In Small Talk.

Without Fiction, Either Life Would Be Insufficient Or The Winds From The North Would Blow Too Cold.

Nothing Can Happen Nowhere. The Locale Of The Happening Always Colours The Happening, And Often, To A Degree, Shapes It.

On The Subject Of Dress Almost No One, For One Or Another Reason, Feels Truly Indifferent: If Their Own Clothes Do Not Concern Them, Somebody Else's Do.

... In Nine Out Of Ten Cases The Original Wish To Write Is The Wish To Make Oneself Felt[ellipsis In Source] The Non-essential Writer Never Gets Past That Wish.