Ignorance Protects Itself, And Protected, Ignorance Grows.

No One Was Going To Stop Me From Writing And No One Had To Really Guide Me Towards Science Fiction. It Was Natural, Really, That I Would Take That Interest.

Consider We Are Born Not With Purpose, But With Potential.

The Child In Each Of Us Knows Paradise. Paradise Is Home. Home As It Was Or Home As It Should Have Been. Paradise Is One's Own Place, One's Own People, One's Own World, Knowing And Known, Perhaps Even Loving And Loved. Yet Every Child Is Cast From Paradise- Into Growth And New Community, Into Vast, Ongoing Change.

I Think Climbing Mountains Or Buildings Or Whatever Has Been A Really Good Metaphor For Finishing My Work. Because No Matter How Tired You Get, No Matter How You Feel Like You Can't Possibly Do This, Somehow You Do.

Religion Kept Some Of My Relatives Alive, Because It Was All They Had. If They Hadn't Had Some Hope Of Heaven, Some Companionship In Jesus, They Probably Would Have Committed Suicide, Their Lives Were So Hellish.