Anything For Gold And Experience.

A Trap Is Only A Trap If You Don't Know About It. If You Know About It, It's A Challenge.

For Every Action, There's An Infinity Of Outcomes. Countless Trillions Are Possible, Many Milliards Are Likely, Millions Might Be Considered Probable, Several Occur As Possibilities To Us As Observers - And One Comes True.

A Lot Of Geeks Are Pale, Bespectacled, Wear Dark Clothing And Don't Get Out Much - The Stereotype Exists Because It Is Very Often True. I Could Pass For A Non-geek But It Would Be Inaccurate.

Old Stories Would Tell How Weavers Would Kill Each Other Over Aesthetic Disagreements, Such As Whether It Was Prettier To Destroy An Army Of A Thousand Men Or To Leave It Be, Or Whether A Particular Dandelion Should Or Should Not Be Plucked. For A Weaver, To Think Was To Think Aesthetically. To Act - To Weave - Was To Bring About More Pleasing Patterns. They Did Not Eat Physical Food: They Seemed To Subsist On The Appreciation Of Beauty.

When I'm Writing A Book, Generally I Start With The Mood And Setting, Along With A Couple Of Specific Images—things That Have Come Into My Head, Totally Abstracted From Any Narrative, That I've Fixated On. After That, I Construct A World, Or An Area, Into Which That General Setting, That Atmosphere, And The Specific Images I've Focused On Can Fit.