If we break promises to God, shouldn't we be allowed an occasional violation of our word to our friends and superiors?

If we break promises to God, shouldn't we be allowed an occasional violation of our word to our friends and superiors?

In the alluvial sweep of the land, I thought I could see the past and the present and the future all at once, as though time were not sequential in nature but took place without a beginning or an end, like a flash of green light rippling outward from the center of creation, not unlike a dream inside the mind of God.

You do it a day at a time. You write as well as you can, you put it in the mail, you leave it under submission, you never leave it at home.

Neither our own passing nor the passing of an era is a tragedy, no matter how much we would like to think it is.

The system shaves the dice on the side of those with money and power, and anyone who believes otherwise deserves anything that happens to him.

Success, like fashion, is a fickle companion and can leave one in the wink of an eye.