Time Is Change; We Measure Its Passage

Very Often We Support Change, And Then Are Swept Away By The Change. I Think That...you Just Make Your Own Response To Your Own Generation. A Response Adequate To Your Time.

Art Defies Defeat By Its Very Existence, Representing The Celebration Of Life, In Spite Of All Attempts To Degrade And Destroy It.

September 2001. A Sunny Day In New York. Many Of Us Who Are Writers Were At Work On The Transformation Of Life Into A Poem, Story, A Chapter Of A Novel, When Terror Pounced From The Sky, And The World Made Witness To It.

Communists Are The Last Optimists.

Written Words Still Have The Amazing Power To Bring Out The Best And Worst Of Human Nature