I Have Come To Believe That This

And, After All, What Is A Lie? 'tis But The Truth In Masquerade.

The Act Of Reading Is A Partnership. The Author Builds A House, But The Reader Makes It A Home.

The Reason I Am Still Sitting At Josef's Kitchen Table Is The Same Reason Traffic Slows After A Car Wreck- You Want To See The Damage; You Can't Let Yourself Pass Without That Mental Snapshot. We Are Drawn To Horror Even As We Recoil From It.

They Don't Like The Thought Of Someone Else Making Demands On The Person Whom They See As Belonging Entirely To Them.

In The English Language There Are Orphans And Widows, But There Is No Word For The Parents Who Loses A Child.