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The Avalanche Of Time Sweeps Everything Before It. Every Individual Instant Hurtles Into Oblivion, Drowning Out The Obliteration Of The Instant Immediately Preceding It, And Then It Too Disappears Under The Onslaught Of The Next And The Next And The Next. When The Avalanche Has Shuddered Past For A Long Enough Time, The Perception Of The Past Evolves. Distant Events Grow Beyond Mere History And Take On The Weight Of Legend.

A Work Of Art Is An Act Of Love. Critics Are Crab Lice.

You Cannot Avoid Mortality. But You Can Choose Your Way Of Meeting It. And That Is The Most That Any Man Can Hope For.

What I Wish Is That People Would Look Beyond The Tribbles And See I've Written Some Other Books That I Really Would Like People To Notice. There's The Man Who Folded Himself, There's The Martian Child, Which Is About My Son And The Adoption. There's The War Against The Chtorr, Which Is My Magnum Opus, My Great Epic Story.

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