While We Are Asleep In This World,

The Central Problem Of Novel-writing Is Causality.

What You Really Value Is What You Miss, Not What You Have.

Truth Never Penetrates An Unwilling Mind.

I Think Of Reading A Book As No Less An Experience Than Travelling Or Falling In Love.

Leaving Behind The Babble Of The Plaza, I Enter The Library. I Feel, Almost Physically, The Gravitation Of The Books, The Enveloping Serenity Of Order, Time Magically Dessicated And Preserved.