No Need To Fear Death. There Will

There Is No Person Without A World.

We Humans Seem Disastrously In Love With This Thing (whatever It Is) That Glitters On The Earth-- We Call It Life.

It Is Easier To Tell A Story Of How People Wound One Another Than Of What Binds Them Together.

I Don't Read Reviews And I Don't Know What To Do With Opinions, So I Just Lose Them. They Take Up Space, They Become A Process Of Manufacturing A Persona, Which I Want To Avoid.

The Man Has A Theory. The Woman Has Hipbones. Here Comes Death.