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Sanity ... Is The Most Profound Moral Option Of Our Time.

There Are So Many Different Types Of Writers. It's Just Sheer Coincidence That They're All Called Writers.

The Whole Magic Of A Plot Requires That Somebody Be Impeded From Getting Something Over With.

My Grandmother Refused To Concede That Any Member Of The Family Died Of Natural Causes. An Uncle's Cancer In Middle Age Occurred Because All The Suitcases Fell Off The Luggage Rack Onto Him When He Was In His Teens, And So Forth. Death Was An Acquired Characteristic.

It Is Always Self-defeating To Pretend To The Style Of A Generation Younger Than Your Own; It Simply Erases Your Own Experience In History.