Fame's Carapace Does Not Allow For Easy

Not What The Mind Sees, But What The Mind Imagines The Eye Must See.

Writing Is A Consequence Of Having Been 'haunted' By Material. Why This Is, No One Knows.

How Fascinating To A Child Are Words: The Shapes, Sounds, Textures And Mysterious Meanings Of Words; The Way Words Link Together Into Elastic Patterns Called "sentences." And These Sentences Into Paragraphs, And Beyond.

Stories Come To Us As Wraiths Requiring Precise Embodiments.

Even If I Seemed To Remember, I Could Not Know. For Just To Remember Something Is Not To Know If It Really Happened. That Is A Primary Fact Of The Inner Life, The Most Difficult Fact With Which We Must Live.