The Question To Ask About The Writer

There Are No Uncontaminated Angels

--nor Had I Understood Til Then How The Shameless Vanity Of Utter Fools Can So Strongly Determine The Fate Of Others

The Road To Hell Is Paved With Works-in-progress.

Let's Hope The First Comes First.

Too Late, But I Understand. That We Don't Perish Of Understanding Everything Too Late, That Is A Miracle. But We Do Perish Of That -- Of Just That.