Few human beings give of themselves to another as a dog gives of itself.

less real than such threats as a man with a gun, a woman with a knife, or a U.S. Senator with an idea.

I've since discovered that many human beings need no supernatural mentoring to commit acts of savagery; some people are devils in their own right, their telltale horns having grown inward to facilitate their disguise.

Always, the eye sees more than the mind can comprehend, and we go through life self-blinded to much that lies before us. We want a simple world, but we live in a magnificently complex one, and rather than open ourselves to it, we perceive the world through filters that make it less daunting.

In this age, lies were the universal lubricant of the culture. A love of Truth and commitment to it were seldom rewarded and were often punished.

I have learned a great deal from novels. Some of it is even true.

The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.