We Are All Eaters Of Souls.

Words Bend Our Thinking To Infinite Paths Of Self-delusion, And The Fact That We Spend Most Of Our Mental Lives In Brain Mansions Built Of Words Means That We Lack The Objectivity Necessary To See The Terrible Distortion Of Reality Which Language Brings.

Any Allegiance To A Deity Or Concept Or Universal Principal Which Put Obedience Above Decent Behavior Toward An Innocent Human Being Evil.

The Whole Planet Reeks Of Mysticism Without Revelation.

Artists Recognize Other Artists As Soon As The Pencil Begins To Move.

No One Inspired Me To Write, But Writer Harlan Ellison Terrified Me Into Getting Published.