The Truth Is Always Multiplex.

I Suspect Most Of Life Takes Place In The Interstices Of What's Already Been Articulated.

Many Of The Early Greats Of Sf — Hugo Gernsback (publisher Of Amazing Stories) In Particular — Saw Themselves As Educators. The Didactic Thrust Of Science Fiction Got The Genre Initially Pegged As Children's Fare. It Was Seen, At Its Best, As An Extension Of School And, At Its Worst, As Teenage Wish Fulfillment.

Reality Must Prove Itself Again And Again To Questioners ... It Is The Fantasy Which Goes On Without Contradiction, Without Having To Prove Itself.

The Night ... It Is Filled With Bestial Watchmen, Trammeling The Extremities And The Interstices Of The Timeless City, Portents Fallen, Constellated Deities Plummeting In Ash And Smoke, Roaming The Apocryphal Cities, The Cities Of Speculation And Reconstituted Disorder, Of Insemination And Incipience, Swept Round With The Dark.

I Still Believe Pattern Fascinates On Its Own. And Three-sevenths Of A Pattern, Or Even A Smaller Fragment, Can Fascinate Still More--get Us Really Hunkering Down, Trying To Tease Out The Whole Of The Figure In The Carpet.