Something Inside Me Had Dropped Away, And

Start Making Excuses And There's No End To It. I Can't Live That Kind Of Life.

Life's No Piece Of Cake, Mind You, But The Recipe's My Own To Fool With.

Her Cry Was The Saddest Sound Of Orgasm That I Had Ever Heard.

It Is My Huge Pleasure That My Novels Are Translated Into Languages That Are Read Among Small Numbers Of People.

Inside Him, Twenty Years Dissolved And Mixed Into One Complex, Swirling Whole. Everything That Had Accumulated Over The Years-- All He Had Seen, All The Words He Has Spoken, All The Values He Had Held-- All Of It Coalesced Into One Solid, Thick Pillar In His Heart, The Core Of Which Was Spinning Like A Potter's Wheel. Wordlessly, Tengo Observed The Scene, As If Watching The Destruction And Rebirth Of A Planet.