I could never write about strange kingdoms. I could never do Harry Potter or anything like that. Even when I did science-fiction, I didnt write about foreign planets and distant futures. I certainly never did fantasies about trolls living under bridges.

To me there is nothing that goes against nature. If it seems incomprehensible, its only because we havent been able to understand it yet.

Quiet is here and all in me. ("Dress of White Silk")

I had to write about realistic circumstances. Thats the way my brain works. And I think that gave me a sort of place in the field.

…They think of suicide as a quick route to oblivion, an escape. Far from it. It merely alters a person from one form to another. Nothing can destroy the spirit. Suicide only precipitates a darker continuation of the same conditions from which escape was sought. A condition under circumstances so much more painful.

And, before science had caught up with the legend, the legend had swallowed science and everything.

If you go too far in fantasy and break the string of logic, and become nonsensical, someone will surely remind you of your dereliction....Pound for pound, fantasy makes a tougher opponent for the creative person.