Yes, Sometimes I Think That All My

Perhaps The Future Belongs To Magic, And It's We Women Who Control Magic.

A Widespread Taste For Pornography Means That Nature Is Alerting Us To Some Threat Of Extinction.

Deep Assignments Run Through All Our Lives; There Are No Coincidences.

I Take For Granted That For The Imaginative Writer, The Exercise Of The Imagination Is Part Of The Basic Process Of Coping With Reality, Just As Actors Need To Act All The Time To Make Up For Some Deficiency In Their Sense Of Themselves.

The Twentieth Century Ended With Its Dreams In Ruins. The Notion Of The Community As A Voluntary Association Of Enlightened Citizens Has Died Forever. We Realize How Suffocatingly Humane We've Become, Dedicated To Moderation And The Middle Way. The Suburbanization Of The Soul Has Overrun Our Planet Like The Plague.