What I Like In A Good Author

It Is The Dread Of Something Happening, Something Unknown And Dreadful, That Makes Us Do Anything To Keep The Flicker Of Talk From Dying Out.

The Test Of A Vocation Is The Love Of The Drudgery It Involves.

Friends Such As We Desire Are Dreams And Fables, Yet We Never Quite Give Up The Hope Of Finding Them.

Our Names Are Labels, Plainly Printed On The Bottled Essence Of Our Past Behavior.

Self-respecting People Do Not Care To Peep At Their Reflections In Unexpected Mirrors, Or To See Themselves As Others See Them.