This recollection, or whatever it is, invades me. It is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.


The New York Times Book Review (1984)


This recollection, or whatever it is, invades me. It is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.

This recollection, or whatever it is, invades me. It is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.

This recollection, or whatever it is, invades me. It is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.

This recollection, or whatever it is, invades me. It is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.