In Loquaciousness Lay Insanity.

Growing Up, I Never Gave A Thought To Being A Writer. All I Ever Wanted To Be Was A Traveler And Explorer. Science-fiction Allowed Me To Go Places That Were Otherwise Inaccessible, Which Is Why I Started Reading It.

We're All Nothing But Unified Arrangements Of Atoms And Particles, Drifting Around, Enjoying Consciousness Every Now And Then For A Second Or So Before Splitting Up To Become Bits And Pieces Of Trees And Stars And French Fries.

There Is Nothing In Art, In Philosophy, Or In Politics To Match The Fervor Of Mutual Cooperation Among Discordant Bands Of Fanatics.

It Is Always Hard When Reality Intrudes On Belief.

Dawn Was Written Well Before 9/11. People Speak A Lot Today About The Banality Of Evil, But Not All Evil Is Banal. Some Of It Is Carefully Structured And Well-thought-out. That's Where The Real Danger Lies.