Life Has No Plot. It

No One Ever Found Wisdom Without Also Being A Fool.

The Aim Of My Writing Is To Utterly Remove The Distance Between Author And Reader So That The Book Becomes A Sort Of Semipermeable Membrane Through Which Feelings, Ideas, Nutrients Pass.

It Is The Nature Of Those Books We Call Classics To Wait Patiently On The Shelf For Us To Grow Into Them.

... What Is Great Poetry, After All, But The Continuation Of The Human Voice After Death?

I Am Old Enough To Know That Laughter, Not Anger, Is The True Revelation.