I cannot outline. I do not know what the next thing is going to happen in the book until it comes out of my fingers.
Money is the medium of exchange, and it’s how you make things happen. To say you hate it is some farfetched, idealistic crap.
Gandhi wanted to meet with Churchill, his most bitter foe, when he visited London in 1931- but it didn’t happen. Churchill wanted to go to India personally as prime minister in 1942 to negotiate a final settlement on India with Gandhi and the other nationalist leaders – but the fall of Singapore prevented it from happening.
In the final analysis, the questions of why bad things happen to good people transmutes itself into some very different questions, no longer asking why something happened, but asking how we will respond, what we intend to do now that it happened.
Great things happen in small places. Jesus was born in Bethlehem. Jesse Jackson was born in Greenville.
How does one happen to write a poem: where does it come from? That is the question asked by the psychologists or the geneticists of poetry.
Our trust in the future has lost its innocence. We know now that anything can happen from one minute to the next. Politics, religion, economics, and the institutions of family and community all have become abruptly unsure.
When you’re writing, you think: How does intimacy happen in the work? You don’t know who your reader is, woman, man, child, black person, Asian, who knows?
And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
What each man feared would happen to himself, did not trouble him when he saw that it would ruin another.