Eclecticism Is The Word. Like A Jazz

The Truth Is The Light And The Light Is The Truth.

Power, For The Writer....lies In His Ability To Reveal If Only A Little Bit More About The Complexity Of Humanity.

Our Task, Then Always, Is To Challenge The Apparent Forms Of Reality-that Is, The Fixed Manner And Values Of The Few, And To Struggle With It Until It Reveals Its Mad, Vari-implicated Chaos, Its False Face, And So On Until It Surrenders Its Insight, Its Truth.

Man's Hope Can Paint A Purple Picture, Can Transform A Soaring Vulture Into A Noble Eagle Or Moaning Dove.

...and Yet I Am What They Think I Am.