I Thought Of God As Being Able

What Has Kept The World Safe From The Bomb Since 1945 Has Not Been Deterrence, In The Sense Of Fear Of Specific Weapons, So Much As It's Been Memory. The Memory Of What Happened At Hiroshima.

There, In The Tin Factory, In The First Moment Of The Atomic Age, A Human Being Was Crushed By Books.

I Thought Of God As Being Able To Talk Big And Write *very* Small.

Events Are Less Important Than Our Responses To Them.

Journalism Allows Its Readers To Witness History; Fiction Gives Its Readers An Opportunity To Live It.