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The Worst Cynicism: A Belief In Luck.

For What Is Delusion But The Prelude To Hurt. And What Is Hurt But The Prelude To Rage.

The Heavenly Light You Admire Is Fossil-light, It's The Unfathomably Distant Past You Gaze Into, Stars Long Extinct

Never Be Ashamed Of Your Subject, And Of Your Passion For Your Subject.

The Secret Of Being A Writer: Not To Expect Others To Value What You've Done As You Value It. Not To Expect Anyone Else To Perceive In It The Emotions You Have Invested In It. Once This Is Understood, All Will Be Well.