I Didn't Want Murder. It's All Gone

The Very Meaninglessness Of Life Forces Man To Create His Own Meaning.

Nothing Is As Dangerous As A Sure Thing.

Anyone Who Has Ever Been Privileged To Direct A Film Also Knows That, Although It Can Be Like Trying To Write 'war And Peace' In A Bumper Car In An Amusement Park, When You Finally Get It Right, There Are Not Many Joys In Life That Can Equal The Feeling.

The Destruction Of This Planet Would Have No Significance On A Cosmic Scale: To An Observer In The Andromeda Nebula, The Sign Of Our Extinction Would Be No More Than A Match Flaring For A Second In The Heavens: And If That Match Does Blaze In The Darkness There Will Be None To Mourn A Race That Used A Power That Could Have Lit A Beacon In The Stars To Light Its Funeral Pyre. The Choice Is Ours.

The World's Religions, For All Their Parochialism, Did Supply A Kind Of Consolation For This Great Ache. This Shattering Recognition Of Our Mortality Is At The Root Of Far More Mental Illness Than I Suspect Even Psychiatrists Are Aware.