There The Door Is Always Open Into

Revision Is Not Going Back And Fussing Around, But Going Forward Into The Process Of Creation

Routine Is Not A Prison, But The Way Into Freedom From Time.

I Sometimes Imagine That As One Grows Older One Comes To Live A Role Which As A Young Person One Merely 'played.

Does Anything In Nature Despair Except Man? An Animal With A Foot Caught In A Trap Does Not Seem To Despair. It Is Too Busy Trying To Survive. It Is All Closed In, To A Kind Of Still, Intense Waiting. Is This A Key? Keep Busy With Survival. Imitate The Trees. Learn To Lose In Order To Recover, And Remember That Nothing Stays The Same For Long, Not Even Pain, Psychic Pain. Sit It Out. Let It All Pass. Let It Go.

For Me The Moral Dilemma This Past Year Has Been How To Make Peace With The Unacceptable.