Nothing Gives A Fearful Man

Since I Became A Novelist I Have Discovered That I Am Biased. Either I Think A New Novel Is Worse Than Mine And I Don’t Like It, Or I Suspect It Is Better Than My Novels And I Don’t Like It.

To Survive, You Must Tell Stories.

But Laughter Is Weakness, Corruption, The Foolishness Of Our Flesh.

After So Many Years Even The Fire Of Passion Dies, And With It What Was Believed The Light Of The Truth. Who Of Us Is Able To Say Now Whether Hector Or Achilles Was Right, Agamemnon Or Priam, When They Fought Over The Beauty Of A Woman Who Is Now Dust And Ashes?

For The Enemy To Be Recognized And Feared, He Has To Be In Your Home Or On Your Doorstep.