Beauty And Grace Are Performed

The Universe Was Not Made In Jest But In Solemn Incomprehensible Earnest.

The Novel Is A Game Or Joke Shared Between Author And Reader.

I Would Like To Learn, Or Remember, How To Live.

Nature Seems To Exult In Abounding Radicality, Extremism, Anarchy. If We Were To Judge Nature By Its Common Sense Or Likelihood, We Wouldn't Believe The World Existed. In Nature, Improbabilities Are The One Stock In Trade. The Whole Creation Is One Lunatic Fringe. ... No Claims Of Any And All Revelations Could Be So Far-fetched As A Single Giraffe.

I Worked So Hard All My Life, And All I Want To Do Now Is Read.