Part Of The Appeal Of The Fantastic

I Do, However, Feel Reasonably Strongly The Sense That The Job Of A Piece Of Argumentative Scholarly Non-fiction Is Not The Same As The Job Of A Piece Of Fiction.

You Can't See The Future, There's No Such Thing. It's All Bets. You'll Never Get The Same Answer From Two Seers. But That Doesn't Mean Either Of Them's Wrong.

To Take The Choice Of Another ... To Forget Their Concrete Reality, To Abstract Them, To Forget That You Are A Node In A Matrix, That Actions Have Consequences. We Must Not Take The Choice Of Another Being. What Is Community But A Means To ... For All We Individuals To Have ... Our Choices.

Everything Has Changed. I Cannot Be Used Anymore. Those Days Are Over. I Know Too Much. What I Do Now, I Do For Me.

A Sickly Little Smile Grew And Died On His Mouth Like A Fungus.