The Spear In The Other’s Heart Is

Footsteps In The Snow Suggest Where You Have Been, Point To Where You Were Going: But When They Suddenly Vanish, Never Dismiss The Possibility Of Flight.

And We Will Cause It To Be Well-made, This Sacrifice. You, Young And Never Loving; I, Old And Never Loved. Such A Song The Sea Will Never Have Seen.

My First Generation Of Young Readers Now Have Not Only Children, But Some Of Them Have Grandchildren To Whom They're Introducing Their Old Passion.

But The Trouble With Sainthood These Days Is The Robe-and-halo Imagery That Gets Stuck Onto It." Carl Got That Brooding Look Again. "people Forget That Robes Were Street Clothes Once... And Still Are, In A Lot Of Places. And Halos Are To That Fierce Air Of Innocence What Speech Balloons In Comics Are To The Sound Of The Voice Itself. Shorthand. But Most People Just See An Old Symbol And Don't Bother Looking Behind It For The Meaning. Sainthood Starts To Look Old-fashioned, Unattainable... Even Repellent. Actually, You Can See It All Around, Once You Learn To Spot It.

So Rage, Proud Power: Fail Again! And See My Blood Teach Death To Die!