What A Test That Is:

There Is No Triumph Of Good, And If There Were It Would Not Be A Triumph Of Good.

For Most Of Us, For Almost All Of Us, Truth Can Be Attained, If At All, Only In Silence. It Is In Silence That The Human Spirit Touches The Divine.

Man's Creative Struggle, His Search For Wisdom And Truth, Is A Love Story.

Bereavement Is A Darkness Impenetrable To The Imagination Of The Unbereaved

Art Is Not Cozy And It Is Not Mocked. Art Tells The Only Truth That Ultimately Matters. It Is The Light By Which Human Things Can Be Mended. And After Art There Is, Let Me Assure You All, Nothing.