When All Of Us Are Forgotten, People

The Text Is Merely One Of The Contexts Of A Piece Of Literature, Its Lexical Or Verbal One, No More Or Less Important Than The Sociological, Psychological, Historical, Anthropological Or Generic.

When I Was 12 Years Old, Someone Took Me To See Martha Graham. It Was Nothing Like What I Thought Of As Serious Dancing And Even Then I Knew I Was Having A Great Experience. It Was As If Somebody Was Moving Through Space Like No One Ever Did Before.

Saul Bellow Never Took My Advice When He Was My Friend.

I Used To Be Fond Of Indian Arm Wrestling.

Faulkner Sat In Our Living Room And Read From Light In August. That Was Incredible.