-"he Loved Her...it Was Noble

If A Storyteller Worried About The Facts - My Dear Lucian, How Could He Ever Get At The Truth?

My Concern Is How We Learn To Be Genuine Human Beings.

-i'm Trying To Make Myself Invisible. -that's An Odd Thing To Attempt.

If Writers Learn More From Their Books Than Do Readers, Perhaps I May Have Begun To Learn.

Thinking Is A Bit Uncomfortable, But You'll Get Used To It. A Matter Of Time And Practice.