That's The Thing About Destiny:

If It Weren't For Greed, Intolerance, Hate, Passion And Murder, You Would Have No Works Of Art, No Great Buildings, No Medical Science, No Mozart, No Van Gough, No Muppets And No Louis Armstrong.

Reading, I Had Learned, Was As Creative A Process As Writing, Sometimes More So. When We Read Of The Dying Rays Of The Setting Sun Or The Boom And Swish Of The Incoming Tide, We Should Reserve As Much Praise For Ourselves As For The Author. After All, The Reader Is Doing All The Work - The Writer Might Have Died Long Ago.

She Wasn't The Only One To Be Physically Morphed By Reader Expectation. Miss Havisham Was Now Elderly Whether She Liked It Or Not, And Sherlock Holmes Wore A Deerstalker And Smoked A Ridiculously Large Pipe. The Problem Wasn't Just Confined To The Classics. Harry Potter Was Seriously Pissed Off That He'd Have To Spend The Rest Of Life Looking Like Daniel Radcliffe.

So My Humor, I'd Say, Comes From A Mixture Of Lowbrow Comedy Shows And Highbrow Theater. It's An Interesting Mix.

The Cleanest Souls Are The Easiest To Soil.