In The Race Of Men Is Much

Fantasy, In Addition To Being Great Storytelling, Moves Us At Some Unique And Profound Level. It Has, I Think, The Power Of Mythology, Or Ancient Dreams We Have Always And Forever Shared. In It, We Find Our Real World And Our Real Selves.

The Muse In Charge Of Fantasy Wears Good, Sensible Shoes. No Foam-born Aphrodite, She Vaguely Resembles My Old Piano Teacher, Who Was Keen On Metronomes.

I Can't Make Sense Out Of That Girl," He Said To The Bard, "can You?" "never Mind," Fflewddur Said, "we Aren't Really Expected To.

Just Because You've Seen Something Doesn't Mean You'll Stop Looking. There's Always Something You Didn't See Before.

Thinking Is A Bit Uncomfortable, But You'll Get Used To It. A Matter Of Time And Practice.