For Me, Writing Is Not A Search

You Never Feel Better Than When You Start Feeling Good After You've Been Feeling Bad.

I Contend That In The Kind Of Nonfiction I Write, And That Other People Also Pursue, Anything Is Permissible Provided The Reader Knows What You're Taking Liberties With.

What Is It In Man That For A Long While Lies Unknown And Unseen Only One Day To Emerge And Push Him Into A New Land Of The Eye, A New Region Of The Mind, A Place He Has Never Dreamed Of? Maybe It's Like The Force In Spores Lying Quietly Under Asphalt Until The Day They Push A Soft, Bulbous Mushroom Head Right Through The Pavement. There's Nothing You Can Do To Stop It.

Instead Of Insight, Maybe All A Man Gets Is Strength To Wander For A While. Maybe The Only Gift Is A Chance To Inquire, To Know Nothing For Certain. An Inheritance Of Wonder And Nothing More.

The Thing That Overwhelms Me When I Go Out Now Is The Sprawlation Of America.