Science Fiction Has Rivets, Fantasy Has Trees.

I Don't Know A Soul Who Doesn't Maintain Two Separate Lists Of Doctrines The Ones That They Believe That They Believe; And The Ones That They Actually Try To Live By.

I'm Never Impossible. The Most I Ever Allow Myself Is To Be Somewhat Unlikely.

It Is In The Turmoil Of Chaos That We Discover What, If Anything, We Are.

Maybe We're The Fools, For Thinking We Know Things. Maybe Humans Are The Only Ones Who Can Deal With The Fact That Nothing Can Ever Be Known At All.

We Were All Fated To Die, And So It Is Good That At Least We Can Be Sure Our Deaths Today Might Bring About A Good End, Might Make The World A Better Place.