When Courtesy Fails, Be Nasty, Brutish, And

Spirituality Now Wanders From Sex To Drugs To Art To Revolution To Violence--whatever Seems To Promise Deliverance From The Quotidian.

With Age, The Mind Grows Slower And More Wily.

Self-realization Is A Comedown From Salvation, But Still Gives Us Something To Hope For.

Fantasy Mirrors Desire. Imagination Reshapes It.

When Poets Go Off The Boil, They Sound Like Bumble Bees; When Critics Do, They Sound Like Sewing Machines.