It Is Sometimes A Mistake To Climb.

Human Beings Do Not Like Being Pushed About By Gods. They May Seem To, On The Surface, But Somewhere On The Inside, Underneath It All, They Sense It, And They Resent It.

I Think Most Things Are Pretty Magical, And That It's Less A Matter Of Belief Than It Is One Of Just Stopping To Notice.

As Far As I'm Concerned, The Entire Reason For Becoming A Writer Is Not Having To Get Up In The Morning.

An Angel Who Did Not So Much Fall As Saunter Vaguely Downwards.

Hey, That's Life, Flick It Off If You Can't Take A Joke.