The man who has learned that three plus one are four doesn't have to go through a proof of that assertion with coins, or dice, or chess pieces, or pencils. He knows it, and that's that. He cannot conceive a different sum. There are mathematicians who say that three plus one is a tautology for four, a different way of saying "four" ... If three plus one can be two, or fourteen, then reason is madness.

Time is the tiger that devours me, but I am that tiger.

Death is just infinity closing in.

Time forks perpetually toward innumerable futures.

Unlike the novel, a short story may be, for all purposes, essential.

Best thing to happen for a poet. A fine death, no? An impressive death.

Reality is not always probable, or likely.