The child in each of us Knows paradise. Paradise is home. Home as it was Or home as it should have been. Paradise is one's own place, One's own people, One's own world, Knowing and known, Perhaps even Loving and loved. Yet every child Is cast from paradise- Into growth and new community, Into vast, ongoing Change.

I'm me, and I'm here, and I'm writing.

People have the right to call themselves whatever they like. That doesn't bother me. It's other people doing the calling that bothers me.

In order to rise From its own ashes A phoenix First Must Burn.

Science fiction let me do both. It let me look into science and stick my nose in everywhere.

Once you grow past Mommy and Daddy coming running when you're hurt, you're really on your own. You're alone, and there's no one to help you.

All struggles are essentially power struggles. Who will rule? Who will lead? Who will define, refine, confine, design? Who will dominate? All struggles are essentially power struggles,and most are no more intellectual than two rams knocking their heads together.