Nothing, Absolutely Nothing, Was Above Corruption So

All You Have To Do [to Win A Pulitzer Prize] Is Spend Your Life Running From One Awful Place To Another, Write About Every Horrible Thing You See. The Civilized World Reads About It, Then Forgets It, But Pats You On The Head For Doing It And Gives You A Reward As Appreciation For Changing Nothing.

Human Beings Are Infinitely Fallible, Completely Unreliable. Science Is Not. Science Is Absolute. Under Strict Principles, If You Do A And B, Then C Will Occur. This Rarely Happens If You Inject The Inefficiences Of Humanity Into The Process.

Depending On The Situation, Sometimes You Can Know A Person Better In Ten Minutes Than Someone You Have Crossed Paths With All Your Life.

It's Not Getting From A To B. It's Not The Beginning Or The Destination That Counts. It's The Ride In Between...this Train Is Alive With Things That Should Be Seen And Heard. It's A Living, Breathing Something -- You Just Have To Want To Learn Its Rhythm.

But If I Worried Too Much About Publishers' Expectations, I'd Probably Paralyze Myself And Not Be Able To Write Anything.