And yet, I have not wronged you, have I? Indeed if there is anyone I may have sinned against, it is me. That desiring you as I do, needing you as I do, I still let you go.

Yes.Work is love made visible.

We are victims of our history and our present. They place too many obstacles in the way of love. And we cannot enjoy even our differences in peace.

Journalists are never hungry. They swallow everything.

To my fellow writers' I say, 'Write. Build an imaginary world like nobody's watching.

and, if anything, are more likely to respond assertively. (1999:106) In

It is only in the country that we can get to know a person or a book.

I like the opportunity to travel the world and work in close company with other people.

it is a lean employment of time to brood on what might have happened along some other turning.

The history needs to serve the story, not the story the history. But at the same time you can't stray too far.

As technology advances at an alarming pace, the place of drawing remains as valid as ever in the creation of art and architecture.

Men are what their mothers made them. You may as well ask a loom which weaves huckabuck why it does not make cashmere as to expect poetry from this engineer or a chemical discovery from that jobber.

The American order reveals a method that was largely the outcome of material necessity, as exemplified by the Colonial style and the grid.