Each Thing Implies The Universe.

The Central Problem Of Novel-writing Is Causality.

The Falklands Thing Was A Fight Between Two Bald Men Over A Comb.

The Mind Was Dreaming. The World Was Its Dream.

This Web Of Time--the Strands Of Which Approach One Another, Bifurcate, Intersect Or Ignore Eachother Through The Centuries--embrace Every Posibility.

In All Fiction, When A Man Is Faced With Alternatives He Chooses One At The Expense Of Others.