I'd Love To Be Able To Write

Imagination... Its Limits Are Only Those Of The Mind Itself.

Bias And Prejudice Make Me Angry...more Than Anything.

If In Any Quest For Magic, In Any Search For Sorcery, Witchery, Legerdemain, First Check The Human Spirit.

This Highway Leads To The Shadowy Tip Of Reality: You're On A Through Route To The Land Of The Different, The Bizarre, The Unexplainable...go As Far As You Like On This Road. Its Limits Are Only Those Of Mind Itself. Ladies And Gentlemen, You're Entering The Wondrous Dimension Of Imagination. . . Next Stop The Twilight Zone.

I Have Compromised Down The Line. I've Disliked It Intensely In The Old Days When You Were Trying To Talk Race Relations And They Would Not Allow You To Talk About The Legitimacies Of Race Relations. In The Old Days, You Didn't Talk About Black, You Talked About Eskimo Or American Indian, And The American Indian Was Assumed Not To Be A Problem Area.