I Think My Writing Is Part Of

My Own Movement Of Thought Is Not Meant To Be A Straight Point-to-point, Linear Line Of March, But Horizontal Exploration From One Area Of Interest To Another. There Is No Ultimate Destination - No Finish Line To Cross, No Final Conclusion To Be Reached. It's The Way I Feel About Dancing - You Move Around A Lot, Not To Get Somewhere, But To Be Somewhere In Time.

Any Fool Can Make Enough Money To Survive. It's Another Thing To Keep Yourself Consistently Entertained. It's A Lot Of Work, And A Lot Of Fun, To Make A Life.

For Thirty Years Now, In Times Of Stress And Strain, When Something Has Me Backed Against The Wall And I'm Ready To Do Something Really Stupid With My Anger, A Sorrowful Face Appears In My Mind And Asks... "problem Or Inconvenience?" I Think Of This As The Wollman Test Of Reality. Life Is Lumpy. And A Lump In The Oatmeal, A Lump In The Throat, And A Lump In The Breast Are Not The Same Lump. One Should Learn The Difference.

I Wanted To Be A Citizen Of The World But Not In A Superficial Way.

I Believe That Imagination Is Stronger Than Knowledge. That Myth Is More Potent Than History. That Dreams Are More Powerful Than Facts. That Hope Always Triumphs Over Experience. That Laughter Is The Only Cure For Grief. And I Believe That Love Is Stronger Than Death.