Do they see the lethal insanity of a race to the brink of oblivion, and then over the edge? Apparently not. If they did, surely they wouldn't be racing to begin with. Or is it a simple failure of imagination? One doesn't like to think such a rudimentary failing could bring about the end, yet...

A short story is a different thing all together - a short story is like a kiss in the dark from a stranger.

Memories are contrary things; if you quit chasing them and turn your back, they often return on their own.

I hardly ever read mainstream fiction that deals with life as it is. I like an element of fantasy, something that isn`t quite of the real world.

I am always chilled and astonished by the would-be writers who ask me for advice and admit, quite blithely, that they "don't have time to read." This is like a guy starting up Mount Everest saying that he didn't have time to buy any rope or pitons.

no knowledge obtained without risk

It didn´t occur to me until later that there´s another truth, very simple: greed in a good cause is still greed.