To Desire To Be What

A. Critics: People Who Make Monuments Out Of Books. B. Biographers: People Who Make Books Out Of Monuments. C. Poets: People Who Raze Monuments. D. Publishers: People Who Sell Rubble. E. Readers: People Who Buy It.

Whoever Mourns The Dead Mourns Himself.

Wars, Invented And Organized By The Highest Available Consciousnesses (do The Worms Go To War? Do The Fish? Do The Paramecia?), Are The Planet's Chief Source And Cause Of Torment.

We Often Take For Granted The Very Things That Most Deserve Our Gratitude.

I Can't Claim To Be Disenchanted "with The Current State Of Fiction" Because I Read So Little Of It. My Reading Is Mostly Drawn To History.