Watch Out For A Man Whose Enemies

Honor To The Earth," The Abbot Said, "honor To The Dead In The Passing Of The Year; Honor To The Living, In The Coming Of The New. A Great Year Passes Tonight. A New One Begins. Let The Good That Is Old Continue And Let The Rest Perish.

The Warrior May Fight For Gold Or For An Immediate Gain, Or For Something To Take Home For The Winter To Feed The Family. The Soldier Is Part Of A More Complex Society. He's Fighting For A Group Ethic Of Some Sort.

It Is Perfectly Okay To Write Garbage – As Long As You Edit Brilliantly.

For Me The Purest And Truest Art In The World Is Science Fiction.

A Year Of Ending And Beginning, A Year Of Loss And Finding... And All Of You Were With Me Through The Storm. I Drink Your Health, Your Wealth, Your Fortune For Long Years To Come, And I Hope For Many More Days In Which We Can Gather Like This.