The Knowing, I Told Myself,

Love, Like Truth, Is The Unassailable Defense.

Home Is Where The Heart Is, We Say, Rubbing The Flint Of One Abstraction Against Another.

Wonder Is The Heaviest Element On The Periodic Table. Even A Tiny Fleck Of It Stops Time.

I Consider Fiction A Very High-class Form Of Lying. I Enjoy And Admire It Enormously, But I Don't Think I'm Very Good At It.

Look In The Mirror. The Face That Pins You With Its Double Gaze Reveals A Chastening Secret.