I Write To Make Sense Of My

I Love You Not For The Person You Are, But For Your Possibilities.

For These Are Not As They Might Seem To Be, The Ruins Of Our Civilization, But Are Temporary Encampment And Outposts Of The Civilization That We - You And I - Shall Build.

The Need To Write Comes From The Need To Make Sense Of One's Life And Discover One's Usefulness.

Without A Reader, I Cannot Write. It's Like A Kiss: They Cannot Be Done Alone.

Wisdom We Know Is The Knowledge Of Good And Evil - Not The Strength To Choose Between The Two.