And Now Such A Warm Commotion, Such

Life Would Be Grand If It Weren't For The People.

People Are Curious. A Few People Are. ... They Will Put Things Together, Knowing All Along That They May Be Mistaken. You See Them Going Around With Notebooks, Scraping The Dirt Off Gravestones, Reading Microfilm, Just In The Hope Of Seeing This Trickle In Time, Making A Connection, Rescuing One Thing From The Rubbish.

He Was Evidently The Sort Of Person Who Posed Questions That Were Traps For You To Fall Into.

A Story ... Has A Sturdy Sense Of Itself Of Being Built Out Of Its Own Necessity, Not Just To Shelter Or Beguile You.

The Story Fails But Your Faith In The Importance Of Doing The Story Doesn't Fail.