"Daddy?""Yes, Jilly?""How old will you be on your birthday?""Fifty-four, honey""Oh. How old will you be in ten years?""How old do you think?""I don't know.""Jilly, see if you can figure it out.""Come on, give me a hint.""OK, what is fifty-fo

I used to paint.Everyone had heard about maps on rocks. They made me famous when I was twenty years old and made Summer, the gallery-man with the vast khaki aura, a lot of money.Og - that was her name, Og. Og was Summer's lady. She'd found me a...

- i was wondering- if the mathematics- of denial is always- self-taught.- i was wondering- what is the world's- oldest cliche.- i was wondering- if it really don't mean- a thing if it ain't got- that ol' black magic.- i