God is found in this Life ... to wait for another is folly.

Doing a life study while drunk and in the process of being seduced is never a formula for quality art.

Seduction... was both a science and art - a blend of skill, discipline, proximity, and opportunity. Mostly proximity.

Each heart has its graveyard, each household its dead, And knells ring around us wherever we tread, And the feet that awhile made our pathway so bright Pass on to a land that is out of our sight.

In twentieth-century Old Earth, a fast food chain took dead cow meat, fried it in grease, added carcinogens, wrapped it in petroleum-based foam, and sold nine hundred billion units. Human beings. Go figure.

Words are the only bullets in truth's bandolier. And poets are the snipers.

Life doesn't retreat.