I Felt A Momentary Urge To Leap

Fate Isn't Some Middle-aged Man With A Squint Who Won't Recognize You If You Change Your Clothes.

I Don't Get Nearly Enough Credit In Life For The Things I Manage Not To Say.

The Imagination Can Be Dangerous. It Can Change The World. And That Is Why We Write.

But All I Could Think Was In New York That Kid Would Have Been Stuck In A Straitjacket Practically From Birth And Dangled Over A Tank Full Of Educational Consultants And Remedial Experts All Snapping At His Ankles For The Next Twenty Years Arguing About His Special Needs And Getting Paid Plenty For It.

Osbert Was The Only One Who Didn't Seem Suspicious. He Was So Interested In The Decline Of Western Civilization That He Missed The Version Of It Taking Place Under His Nose.