We Are All Eaters Of Souls.

As Long As My Sixth Graders Showed An Average Improvement Of Five Years, The Principal And District Pretty Much Left Me Alone To Create My Own Curriculum And Teach Whatever I Wanted

Each Heart Has Its Graveyard, Each Household Its Dead, And Knells Ring Around Us Wherever We Tread, And The Feet That Awhile Made Our Pathway So Bright Pass On To A Land That Is Out Of Our Sight.

It Occurs To Me That Our Survival May Depend Upon Our Talking To One Another.

Any Allegiance To A Deity Or Concept Or Universal Principal Which Put Obedience Above Decent Behavior Toward An Innocent Human Being Evil.

There's A Unique Bond Of Trust Between Readers And Authors That I Don't Believe Exists In Any Other Art Form; As A Reader, I Trust A Novelist To Give Me His Or Her Best Effort, However Flawed.