Probably Not Needing To Be

If People Believed In Eternal Damnation They Might Not Be Seizing The Day Quite So Much.

The Great Thing About Writing Compared To Life Is Getting To Tie Things Up.

Perhaps We Are On An Insula Ex Machina, An Artificial Place Not In The Real World At All -- A Backdrop For The Stories We Must Tell.

I Have Been To The World's End And Back And Now I Know What I Would Put In My Bottom Drawer .i Would Put My Sisters.

I Think About Death A Lot, I Really Do, Because I Can't Believe I Won't Exist. It's The Ego Isn't It? I Feel That I Should Retreat Into A Better Form Of Zen Buddhism Than This Kind Of Ego-dominated Thing. But I Don't Know, I Mean, I Want To Come Back As A Tree But I Suspect That It's Just Not Going To Happen, Is It?