What happens when we listen to the words of others when they mingle with our own? Thoughts on the nature of exchange between reader and writer, and the neurotic entanglement of expectations

How much does the past matter? How many questions do any of us have the right to ask of those

The trouble with words, the escapable trap of wanting things to be other than they are, and the liberation of middle age

I love second hand books. I love all books in fact. But there's something uniquely special about a