Words Save Our Lives, Sometimes.

Dreams Shape The World

I'm Going To Go Home. Everything Is Going To Be Normal Again. Boring Again. Wonderful Again.

It’s An Artist’s Job To Show People The World They Live In. We Hold Up Mirrors.

Never Trust The Storyteller. Only Trust The Story.

I Had Started To Feel That Somewhere In The Second Half Of The 20th Century, The Idea Of Page-turning As A Good Thing Had Been Lost. You Were Getting Books That Were The Equivalent Of Absolutely Beautifully Prepared Dishes Of Food That Didn't Taste Like Anything Much.