Dare Your Genius To Walk

What's The Point In Being An Unpopular Writer? It Just Doesn't Make A Lot Of Sense. For Me It Doesn't, Anyway.

. . . God Is Too Busy Making The Sun Come Up And Go Down And Watching So The Moon Floats Just Right In The Sky To Be Concerned With Color . . . Only Man Wants Always God Should Be There To Condemn This One And Save That One. Always It Is Man Who Wants To Make Heaven And Hell. God Is Too Busy Training The Bees To Make Honey And Every Morning Opening Up All The New Flowers For Business.

I'm Going To Die With My Mind Intact. And To Me That Is The Most Exciting Way You Could Possibly Die.

Each Of Us Has Been Designed For One Of Two Immortal Functions, As Either A Storyteller Or As A Cross-legged Listener To Tales Of Wonder, Love, And Daring. When We Cease To Tell Or Listen, Then We No Longer Exist As A People.

Your Brain, Peekay, Has Two Functions; It Is A Place For Original Thought, But Also It Is A Reference Library. Use It To Tell You Where To Look, And Then You Will Have For Yourself All The Brains That Have Ever Been