Because There Were All Kinds

We Launch Our Souls From The Cannons Of Art And Discipline, And On Any One Night, Hovering Over The Chimney Tops Of Europe, Halfway To The Stars, There Are Armies Of Brightly Spinning Spirits That Have Risen Like Fireworks, Tethered To The Souls Of Those Men And Women Who, By Reflection, Mortification, And Devotion, Effortlessly Outdazzle Kings.

A Lot Of People Hate Heroes. I Was Criticized For Portraying People Who Are Brave, Honest, Loving, Intelligent. That Was Called Weak And Sentimental. People Who Dismiss All Real Emotion As Sentimentality Are Cowards. They’re Afraid To Commit Themselves, And So They Remain ‘cool’ For The Rest Of Their Lives, Until They’re Dead—then They’re Really Cool.

And How Does God Speak To You?" "in The Language Of Everything That Is Beautiful.

I Have A Particular Dislike Of Human Pride. And If You Think That You Can Engineer Outcomes, That's A Manifestation Of Pride. Among Other Things, It's Impractical. It Just Doesn't Work. The World Doesn't Work That Way.

I've Imagined Great Victories, And I've Imagined Great Races. The Races Are Better.