I Prefer Sinners And Madmen, Who Can

The Writer's Only Real Task: To Recreate Out Of The Disorder Of Life That Order Which Is Art

There Is Never Time In The Future In Which We Will Work Out Our Salvation. The Challenge Is In The Moment; The Time Is Always Now.

People Who Have Been Wronged Will Attempt To Right The Wrong; They Would Not Be People If They Didn't. They Can Rarely Afford To Be Scrupulous About The Means They Will Use. They Will Use Such Means As Come To Hand. Neither, In The Main, Will They Distinguish One Oppressor From Another, Nor See Through To The Root Principle Of Their Oppression.

I Conceive Of God, In Fact, As A Means Of Liberation And Not A Means To Control Others.

I Can't Be A Pessimist, Because I Am Alive.