My memory is certainly in my hands. I can remember things only if I have a pencil and I can write with it and I can play with it.... I think your hand concentrates for you. I don't know why it should be so.
The Paris Review (Spring 1981)
My memory is certainly in my hands. I can remember things only if I have a pencil and I can write with it and I can play with it.... I think your hand concentrates for you. I don't know why it should be so.
The Paris Review (Spring 1981)