Something Was Badly Amiss With

Sometimes When You Finish A Book, You Don't Know Quite What You've Got.

They Lived In A Great City, A Metropolis Of Many Narratives That Converged Briefly And Then Separated For Ever, Discovering Their Different Dooms In That Crowd Of Stories Through Which All Of Us, Following Our Own Destinies, Had To Push And Shove To Find Our Way Through, Or Out.

What Kind Of A God Is It That's Upset By A Cartoon In Danish?

The Only People Who See The Whole Picture,' He Murmured, 'are The Ones Who Step Out Of The Frame.

...in Words And Pickles, I Have Immortalized My Memories, Although Distortions Are Inevitable In Both Methods. We Must Live, I'm Afraid, With The Shadows Of Imperfections.