Somewhere In Time Is The Story Of

I Felt Puny And Absurd, A Ludicrous Midget. Easy Enough To Talk Of Soul And Spirit And Existential Worth, But Not When You're Three Feet Tall.

Thank You...for Gracing My Life With Your Lovely Presence, For Adding The Sweet Measure Of Your Soul To My Existence.

I Think What Dreams May Come Is The Most Important (read Effective) Book I've Written. It Has Caused A Number Of Readers To Lose Their Fear Of Death The Finest Tribute Any Writer Could Receive. ... Somewhere In Time Is My Favorite Novel.

But It Was Hard To Keep His Hands Still. He Could Almost Feel Them Twitching Emphatically With His Strong Desire To Reach Out And Stroke The Dog's Head. He Had Such A Terrible Yearning To Love Something Again, And The Dog Was Such A Beautiful Ugly Dog.

In A World Of Monotonous Horror There Could Be No Salvation In Wild Dreaming. Horror He Had Adjusted To. But Monotony Was The Greater Obstacle, And He Realized It Now, Understood It At Long Last. And Understanding It Seemed To Give Him A Sort Of Quiet Peace, A Sense Of Having Spread All The Cards On His Mental Table, Examined Them, And Settled Conclusively On The Desired Hand.