Because Our Entire Universe Is Made Up

I Leave The Human Cockroaches To Discuss Their Heroin And Child Pornography.

I Shall Die Here. Every Last Inch Of Me Shall Perish. Except One. An Inch. It's Small And It's Fragile And It's The Only Thing In The World Worth Having. We Must Never Lose It, Or Sell It, Or Give It Away. We Must Never Let Them Take It From Us.

There Is An Inverse Relationship Between Imagination And Money.

It's Early Days. A Few Skeletons Are Bound To Keep Jumping Out Of The Closet.

I Think That Storytelling And Creation Are Very Close To What The Center Of What Magic Is About. I Think Not Just For Me, But For Most Of The Cultures That Have Had A Concept Of Magic, Then The Manipulation Of Language, And Words, And Thus Of Stories And Fictions, Has Been Very Close To The Center Of It All.