As long as you can Houdini your way out of the Sisyphean constraints then originality happens.

The truth of a myth...is not in its words but its patterns.

I added 'writers' to my list of people not to trust. They make everything up.

Dreams are shores where the ocean of spirit meets the land of matter. Dreams are beaches where the yet-to-be, the once-were, the will-never-be may walk awhile with the still-are.

I wonder if you encountered this dictum first spoken by a twentieth-century statesman: "An abyss cannot be crossed in two steps.

The spirit was willing but the flesh was weak.

Sometimes the fluffy bunny of incredulity zooms around the bend so rapidly that the greyhound of language is left, agog, in the starting cage.