...I will continue to underscore that I don't think authorial intent is all that important to a reading experience, and I certainly don't think the job of reading is to divine authorial intent.

Because you're my friend, wingnut.

She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the earth.

When it works, anticipation is far more fulfilling than surprise, because we are reminded that a sunrise is precisely as magnificent as it is inevitable.

Nothing has ever looked like that ever in all of human history.

That tastes like hope feels.

We're going to get gored to death by a feral fugging hog and your best strategy is to pretend it's a grizzly bear?