I stand on the corner, pretending I am a tree.

There are some virtues to not saying what you think all the time.

Inside the peach, there is a stone.

Speculative fiction encompasses that which we could actually do. Sci-fi is that which we're probably not going to see.

Time has not stood still. It has washed over me, washed me away, as if I'm nothing more than a woman of sand, left by a careless child too near the water.

Cleverness is a quality a man likes to have in his wife as long as she is some distance away from him. Up close, he'll take kindness any day of the week, if there's nothing more alluring to be had.

How shrunk, how dwindled, in our times Creation's mighty seed - For Man has broke the Fellowship With murder, lust, and greed.