Consciousness Is Our Only Reprieve From Time.

In The Labyrinth Of A Difficult Text, We Find Unmarked Forks In The Path, Detours, Blind Alleys, Loops That Deliver Us Back To Our Point Of Entry, And Finally The Monster Who Whispers An Unintelligible Truth In Our Ears.

The Nudes Of Art Are Not So Distant From Pornography As Prudish Pedants Pretend.

Money Gives Me More Energy Than All The Granola Bars In The World.

Unlike The Actual, The Fictional Explains Itself.

Lawyers May Reason Powerfully, But Power Settles Most Issues.