The Better Organized The State, The Duller

Writing Is Probably One-fifth Coming Up With The Stuff, And Four-fifths Self-editing Again And Again And Again.

False Modesty Can Be Worse Than Arrogance.

Perhaps All Human Interaction Is About Wanting And Getting.

We Are Only What We Know, And I Wished To Be So Much More Than I Was, Sorely.

What Wouldn't I Give Now For A Never-changing Map Of The Ever-constant Ineffable? To Possess, As It Were, An Atlas Of Clouds.