The Soul Is A Magician. Only Living

Flat Or Round, There Has Always Been Hate In The World.

If You Run Away From Trouble, It Always Follows.

Some Writers, Of Course, Simply Write, As They Feel They Are Driven To Do, By Outer/inner Inspirations. If, After The Work Is Written And, Hopefully, Published, Others Respond -- That Is The Champagne. But We, Or Some Of Us, Don't Write For The Champagne. We Write Because We Write.

In The Greater Part Of Humankind There Resides An Instinct For Survival. It Is This Which Can Clutch At Straws And Effect A Rescue From Them. It Is This Which Can, Now And Then, Outwit Fate.

Madness. I Did Not Get Myself Born To Die. I Have Better Things To Do.