I Write To Find Out What I

We All Float Down Here!

Animals Don't Know As Much About Jealousy As People, But They're Not Ignorant Of It, Either.

I Worry About You Bev. I Worry A Lot.

Time Is A Keyhole.... We Sometimes Bend And Peer Through It. And The Wind We Feel On Our Cheeks When We Do--the Wind That Blows Through The Keyhole--is The Breath Of All The Living Universe.

...my Basic Belief About The Making Of Stories Is That They Pretty Much Make Themselves.