There are moments when the body is as numinous as words, days that are the good flesh continuing. Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings, saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry.

Jeff: At least I admit that I don't know. I know that things are fucked up, beyond belief, and I have nothing original to say about it...

You have to be the one setting your own goals, trying to achieve those goals.

As a teacher you are more or less obliged to pay the same amount of attention to everything. That can wear you down.

Written By Marilyn Hacker

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