Yes, There Is Some Thought About Making

A Writer Is A Strange Instrument Of Our Species, A Harp Of Sorts, Fine-tuned To The Dark Contradictions Of Life.

Art Is Whether Or Not There Is A Scream In Him Wanting To Get Out In A Special Way.

Two People Who Are True Friends Are Like Two Bodies With One Soul

Seeds Must Be Sown Everywhere. Only Some Will Bear Fruit. But There Would Not Be The Fruit From The Few Had The Many Not Been Sown

It Is Impossible To Fuse Totally With A Culture For Which You Feel A Measure Of Antagonism.