In The End, We'll All Become Stories.

I Would Not Change [my Past Work] Anymore Than I Would Airbrush A Photo Of Myself.

Perhaps They Were Looking For Passion; Perhaps They Delved Into This Book As Into A Mysterious Parcel - A Gift Box At The Bottom Of Which, Hidden In Layers Of Rustling Tissue Paper, Lay Something They'd Always Longed For But Couldn't Ever Grasp.

Sons Branch Out, But One Woman Leads To Another.

... Remember That Forgiveness Too Is A Power. To Beg For It Is A Power, And To Withold Or Bestow It Is A Power, Perhaps The Greatest.

Every Aspect Of Human Technology Has A Dark Side, Including The Bow And Arrow.