When I'm Writing, The Darkness Is Always

A Perfectly Evil Devil Makes Even Less Sense Than A Perfect God.

….it Was A Brave Man’s Fear. I Knew What He Meant. What Must A Brave General Feel When He Knows The Battle Has Gone Against Him And Nothing Remains But Death?

Give Me A Man Or Woman Who Has Read A Thousand Books And You Give Me An Interesting Companion. Give Me A Man Or Woman Who Has Read Perhaps Three And You Give Me A Very Dangerous Enemy Indeed.

There Are Too Many Other Inexplicable Things Around Us--horrors, Threats, Mysteries That Draw You In And Then Inevitably Disenchant You. Back To The Predictable And Humdrum. The Prince Is Never Going To Come, Everybody Knows That; And Maybe Sleeping Beauty's Dead.

I Think There Is A Modern Temper. The Authority Figures We Revered In The Past Are All Up For Grabs - They're Gone. We Are Groping For Meaning In A World Where Some Of Our Gods Have Died. We're Asking Ourselves, 'who Is Our True Brother And Sister, Where Is Our True Home?' The Modern Tempter Is Our Struggle To Lead Meaningful Lives, And Even If We Don't Believe In Religion, We Can Reach Down And Hold On To Our Core Values For Guidance.