I Don't Doubt That A Man Can

A Woman Is Essentially A Vessel Made To Be Filled.

Words Are Like That, They Deceive, They Pile Up, It Seems They Do Not Know Where To Go, And, Suddenly, Because Of Two Or Three Or Four That Suddenly Come Out, Simple In Themselves, A Personal Pronoun, An Adverb, An Adjective, We Have The Excitement Of Seeing Them Coming Irresistibly To The Surface Through The Skin And The Eyes And Upsetting The Composure Of Our Feelings, Sometimes The Nerves That Can Not Bear It Any Longer, They Put Up With A Great Deal, They Put Up With Everything, It Was As If They Were Wearing Armor, We Might Say.

The Novel Is Not So Much A Literary Genre, But A Literary Space, Like A Sea That Is Filled By Many Rivers.

There Is Relationship Between Sight And Touch, Something About Eyes Being Able To See Through The Fingers Touching The Clay, About Fingers Being Able To Feel What The Eyes Are Seeing Without The Fingers Actually Touching It.

This Must Be What It Means To Be A Ghost, Being Certain That Life Exists, Because Your Four Senses Say So, And Yet Unable To See It.