Maybe There Are Only Three Kinds Of

To Poison A Nation, Poison Its Stories. A Demoralised Nation Tells Demoralised Stories To Itself. Beware Of The Storytellers Who Are Not Fully Conscious Of The Importance Of Their Gifts, And Who Are Irresponsible In The Application Of Their Art: They

To Anyone Who Is Homeless, I Say, Find A Home.

The Nigerian Storyteller Ben Okri Says That ‘in A Fractured Age, When Cynicism Is God, Here Is A Possible Heresy: We Live By Stories, We Also Live In Them. One Way Or Another We Are Living The Stories Planted In Us Early Or Along The Way, Or We Are Also Living The Stories We Planted — Knowingly Or Unknowingly — In Ourselves. We Live Stories That Either Give Our Lives Meaning Or Negate It With Meaninglessness. If We Change The Stories We Live By, Quite Possibly We Change Our Lives.’

If We Are True, If We Can Love, If We Have Vision, If We Can Have Courage, We Can, We Should, We Ought To, We Will.

I Was Going To Be A Scientist.