I Still Have Some Of My Old

I Held My Crotch, Closed My Eyes And Repeated My Secret Catechism.

I'm Saying With Very Few Exceptions Nothing Lasts Forever, And Among Those Exceptions, No Work Or Thought Of Man Is Numbered.

Stories Set In The Culture In Which Things Went Wrong Tended To Start With Humans Losing Or Forgetting Or Deliberately Leaving Behind Their Terminal. It Was A Conventional Opening, The Equivalent Of Straying Off The Path In The Wild Woods In One Age, Or A Car Breaking Down At Night On A Lonely Road In Another.

I Love Writing And Can't Imagine Not Being Able To Do It. I Want An Easy Life And If It Had Been Difficult I Wouldn't Be Doing It. I Do Admire Writers Who Do It Even Though It Costs Them.

"one Of The Advantages Of Having Laws Is The Pleasure One May Take In Breaking Them. We Here Are Not Children, Mr. Gurgeh." Hamin Waved The Pipestem Round The Tables Of People. "rules And Laws Exist Only Because We Take Pleasure In Doing What They Forbid, But As Long As Most Of The People Obey Such Proscriptions Most Of The Time, They Have Done Their Job; Blind Obedience Would Imply We Are - Ha!" - Hamin Chuckled And Pointed At The Drone With The Pipe - "no More Than Robots!"