Power: A Currency That Never Went Out

Mystery. The Strangeness Of Place So Necessary To Some Creative Spirits. A Perfect Mixture Of The Classical Utopia And The Pagan Mystery.

Love Is Nothing But Lust Misspelled.

Religion Seems To Have Always Offered Us That False Duality ... The Silences Of Infinite Space Or The Cozy Comfort Of Inner Certainty.

The Pack Of Media Brayed And Bellowed Outside The House For Seven Weeks. Sol Realized Then What He Had Known And Forgotten About Very Small Communities: They Were Frequently Annoying, Always Parochial, Sometimes Prying On A One-to-one Level, But Never Had They Subscribed To The Vicious Legacy Of The So-called "public's Right To Know".

I Loved You Backward And Forward In Time. I Loved You Beyond Boundaries Of Time And Space.