Some People Grow Into Their Dreams, Instead

Miles Exhaled Carefully, Faint With Rage And Reminded Grief. He Does Not Know, He Told Himself. He Cannot Know... "ivan, One Of These Days Somebody Is Going To Pull Out A Weapon And Plug You, And You're Going To Die In Bewilderment, Crying, "what Did I Say? What Did I Say?" "what Did I Say?" Asked Ivan Indignantly.

Your Reverence, I Do Not Hate Any Man In This World Enough To Inflict The Results Of My Prayers Upon Him.

One Of The Best Things About Writing Is How It Redeems, Not To Mention Recycles, All Of One's Prior Experiences, Including Or Perhaps Especially The Failures.

When I Go Down Into The Ground At Last, As God Is My Judge, I Pray My Best-beloved May Have Better To Say Of Me Than, "he Didn't Hit Me."

The Gods' Most Savage Curses Come Upon Us As Answers To Our Own Prayers. Prayer Is A Dangerous Business.