Knowing You Have Something Good To Read

I Need You, The Reader, To Imagine Us, For We Don't Really Exist If You Don't.

Because You Took Advantage Of My Disadvantage.

I Confess, I Do Not Believe In Time.

Literature Is Invention. Fiction Is Fiction. To Call A Story A True Story Is An Insult To Both Art And Truth.

The Contemplation Of Beauty, Whether It Be A Uniquely Tinted Sunset, A Radiant Face, Or A Work Of Art, Makes Us Glance Back Unwittingly At Our Personal Past And Juxtapose Ourselves And Our Inner Being With The Utterly Unattainable Beauty Revealed To Us.