Dead fields under a November sky, scattered rose petals brown and turning up at the edges, empty pools scummed with algae, rot, decomposition, dust.

Kill if you will, but command me nothing!

My view is that organized religion is a very dangerous tool that's been misused by a lot of people.

I never saw any of my dad's stories. My mother said he had piles and piles of manuscripts.

But this wealth of information produced little or no insight.

...my basic belief about the making of stories is that they pretty much make themselves.

Let me tell you something my friend. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.