The important thing is moral choice. Evil has to exist along with good, in order that moral choice may operate. Life is sustained by the grinding opposition of moral entities.

I conclude that there is as much sense in nonsense as there is nonsense in sense.

Come with uncle and hear all proper. Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones...you are invited!

I chart a little first-list of names, rough synopsis of chapters, and so on. But one daren't overplan; so many things are generated by the sheer act of writing.

We all need money, but there are degrees of desperation.

But we were all feeling that bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it having been an evening of some small energy expenditure.

Great Music, it said, and Great Poetry would like quieten Modern Youth down and make Modern Youth more Civilized. Civilized my syphilised yarbles.