My Mind Is The Only Sanctuary That

Are Not All Religions Strange To Those Who Stand Outside Of Them?

In My Writing, I Strive For A Lyrical Beauty Somewhere Between Tolkien At His Best And Seamus Heaney's Translation Of Beowulf.

On The Beach, Roran Stood Alone, Watching Them Go. Then He Threw Back His Head And Uttered A Long, Aching Cry, And The Night Echoed With The Sound Of His Loss.

Only Men Would Think Of Cutting Themselves To Determine Who The Packleader Is. Idiots.

Applied Properly, It [logic] Can Overcome Any Lack Of Wisdom, Which One Only Gains Through Age And Experience.