If You're Passing The Buck, Don't Ask

I Have A Very Simple Philosophy Of Life: Kindness. Ferocious, Unrelenting, Ruthless, Committed, Passionate, Kindness. Life Is Sacred Everywhere. We All Have Better Things To Do Than Beat Each Other Up. Arguing For The Exception Is To Invest It With Energy, It's To Negotiate The Loophole. The Commitment To Kindness Must Be Total.

Morality—like Velocity—is Relative. The Determination Of It Depends On What The Objects Around You Are Doing. All One Can Do Is Measure One's Position In Relation To Them; Never Can One Measure One's Velocity Or Morality In Terms Of Absolutes.

When I Was A Kid, My Favorite Movies Were The George Pal Version Of 'war Of The Worlds,' 'them,' And 'invasion Of The Body Snatchers.' Those Movies Were Scary! They Haunted My Nightmares For Years, So When I Started Writing, I Wanted To Write A Story That Was Just As Big And Just As Scary.

You Will Find It Easiest To Ride The Avalanche In The Direction It Already Travels.

Something Went Klunk. Like A Nickel Dropping In A Soda Machine. One Of Those Small Insights That Explains Everything. This Was Puberty For These Boys. Adolescence. The First Date, The First Kiss, The First Chance To Hold Hands With Someone Special. Delayed, Postponed, A Decade's Worth Of Longing--while Everybody Around You Celebrates Life, You Pretend, Suppress, Inhibit, Deprive Yourself Of You Own Joy--but Finally Ultimately, Eventually, You Find A Place Where You Can Have A Taste Of Everything Denied.