I Shall Be Dumped Where

My God Died Young. Theolatry I Found Degrading, And Its Premises, Unsound. No Free Man Needs God; But Was I Free?

There Was No Lo To Behold.

Curiosity Is Insubordination In Its Purest Form.

Devices Which In Some Curious New Way Imitate Nature Are Attractive To Simple Minds.

Happy Is The Novelist Who Manages To Preserve An Actual Love Letter That He Received When He Was Young Within A Work Of Fiction, Embedded In It Like A Clean Bullet In Flabby Flesh And Quite Secure There, Among Spurious Lives.