"I understand you're married," a man said to me at a formal lunch in New York my published had arranged. "How do you have time to write a book?"
Sir?
"Well," he said, "you have to have a garden, for instance. You have to entertain." And I thought he was foolish, this man in his seventies, who had no idea what you must do. But the fanaticism of my twenties shocks me now. As I feared it would.
- From Annie Dillard, The Writing Life
Sir?
"Well," he said, "you have to have a garden, for instance. You have to entertain." And I thought he was foolish, this man in his seventies, who had no idea what you must do. But the fanaticism of my twenties shocks me now. As I feared it would.
- From Annie Dillard, The Writing Life
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