The Struggle Is Always Worthwhile, If The

Because Here’s The Thing: No Matter How Much One Tells Stories Of Magical Beasts Or Impossible Worlds, In The End, It Is Always The World Of Here And Now One Is Writing About. The Better One Understands That World, The More Powerful The Stories Will Be.

It's Just That No One Wants To Be The One Being Rescued, We All Want To Do The Rescuing.

I'm Told I'm Very Charming When People Do What I Want.

There Are Millions Of Ways For People To Die, If You Number Each Vital Organ, Each Ways It Can Fail, All The Poisons From The Earth And The Sea Which Can Cause These Failures.

In Our Memories, There Is A Graveyard Where We Bury Our Dead. They All Lie There Together, The Loved Ones And The Ones We Hated, Friends And Foes And Kin, With No Distinction Among Them. We Have To Mourn Every One Of Them, Because Our Memories Have Made Them As Much A Part Of Us As Our Bones Or Our Skin. If We Don't, We've No Right To Remember Anything At All.