Art is the human process that produces by the way (it is not its only or ultimate object) Secondary Belief.

Much evil must befall a country before it wholly forgets the Elves, if once they dwelt there.

Praise from the praise-worthy is beyond all rewards.

We have come from God, and inevitably the myths woven by us, though they contain error, will also reflect a splintered fragment of the true light, the eternal truth that is with God. Indeed only by myth-making, only by becoming 'sub-creator' and inventing stories, can Man aspire to the state of perfection that he knew before the Fall. Our myths may be misguided, but they steer however shakily towards the true harbour, while materialistic 'progress' leads only to a yawning abyss and the Iron Crown of the power of evil.

I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence.

A friend of mine tells that I talk in shorthand and then smudge it.

Creative fantasy, because it is mainly trying to do something else ... may open your hoard and let all the locked things fly away like cage-birds.