The Soul Is Awakened Through Service.

Plot Is Just A Fancy Way Of Saying 'and Then.

It's Easier To Write About Pain Than About Joy. Joy Is Wordless.

Poems, Like Dreams, Are A Sort Of Royal Road To The Unconscious. They Tell You What Your Secret Self Cannot Express.

Advice Is What We Ask For When We Already Know The Answer But Wish We Didn't.

Isn't It Our Job To Be Appalled By Our Parents? Isn't It Every Generation's Duty To Be Dismayed By The Previous Generation? And To Assert That We Are Different - Only To Discover Later That We Are Distressingly The Same?