Normally When I Read, I Don't Like

Five Mysteries Hold The Keys To The Unseen: The Act Of Love, And The Birth Of A Baby, And The Contemplation Of Great Art, And Being In The Presence Of Death Or Disaster, And Hearing The Human Voice Lifted In Song.

Nobody Wants To Read A 600 Page Book In Which The Author Is Fabulous Throughout.

Why Obliterate The Exceptional Merely In Order To Make The Outstanding Look Finer Than It Was?

Literature Is Where I Go To Explore The Highest And Lowest Places In Human Society And In The Human Spirit, Where I Hope To Find Not Absolute Truth But The Truth Of The Tale, Of The Imagination And Of The Heart.

In The Cookie Of Life, Friends Are The Chocolate Chips.