All Writing Is Dreaming

I Walk Slowly, Like One Who Comes From So Far Away He Doesn't Expect To Arrive

I Think Of Reading A Book As No Less An Experience Than Travelling Or Falling In Love.

How Can We Manage To Illuminate The Pathos Of Our Lives?

The Mathematical Sciences Wield Their Particular Language Made Of Digits And Signs, No Less Subtle Than Any Other.

This Web Of Time--the Strands Of Which Approach One Another, Bifurcate, Intersect Or Ignore Eachother Through The Centuries--embrace Every Posibility.