This Novel Is Fiction, Except

We Cause Our Diseases. We Are Directly Responsible For Any Illness That Happens To Us.

Friendships Are Nice. So Is Competence.

In Order Not To Be Misunderstood, I Want It Perfectly Clear That I Believe It Is Incumbent On Us To Conduct Our Lives In A Way That Takes Into Account All The Consequences Of Our Actions, Including The Consequences To Other People, And The Consequences To The Environment.

Human Intelligence Was More Trouble Than It Was Worth. It Was More Destructive Than Creative, More Confusing Than Revealing, More Discouraging Than Satisfying, More Spiteful Than Charitable.

Because The History Of Evolution Is That Life Escapes All Barriers. Life Breaks Free. Life Expands To New Territories. Painfully, Perhaps Even Dangerously. But Life Finds A Way.