Why Do I Write? I Guess That's

I Think Willa Cather Did A Short Story Called "paul's Case," And In It, When He Finally Commits Suicide, It Says, "he Surrendered To The Black Design Of Things." And That's What I Anticipate Death Will Be: A Totally Unconscious Void In Which You Float Through Eternity With No Particular Consciousness Of Anything. I Think Once Around Is Enough. I Don't Want To Start It All Over Again.

Justice Can Span Years. Retribution Is Not Subject To A Calendar.

According To The Bible, God Created The Heavens And The Earth. It Is Man’s Prerogative - And Woman’s - To Create Their Own Particular And Private Hell.

Star Trek, I Thought, Was A Very Inconsistent Show, Which At Times Sparkled With True Ingenuity And Pure Science Fiction Approaches, And Other Times Was More Carnival-like, And Very Much More The Creature Of Television Than The Creature Of A Legitimate Literary Form.

It Has Forever Been Thus: So Long As Men Write What They Think, Then All Of The Other Freedoms - All Of Them - May Remain Intact. And It Is Then That Writing Becomes A Weapon Of Truth, An Article Of Faith, An Act Of Courage.