What I Don't Write Is

It Is Sad That Unless You Are Born A God, Your Life,from Its Very Beginning, Is A Mystery To You.

The Space Between The Idea Of Something And Its Reality Is Always Wide And Deep And Dark. The Longer They Are Kept Apart—idea Of Thing, Reality Of Thing—the Wider The Width, The Deeper The Depth, The Thicker And Darker The Darkness.

Writing Is Not A Profession. It's A Calling. It's Almost Holy.

The Thing To Remember About The Declaration Of Independence And The Profession Of Freedom Is That It Was Written By People Who Were Quite Free And Who Were Surrounded By People Who Were Not Free. The People Who Wrote The Declaration Of Independence Were Ventriloquists Really. The Obsession With Freedom Makes No Sense When It Applies To Them.

The Inevitable Is No Less A Shock Just Because It Is Inevitable.