So, without saying anything to the others, it made its way to the farthest corner of the meadow and began to toast an imaginary muffin. That was always the best way to unwind when things got to be too much for it.

Laughter is just a slowed down scream of terror.

Creativeness is finding patterns where none exist.

The gods, after all, are only human, and once their rage has been placated they are perfectly capable of acts of mercy and grace.

A predilection for genre fiction is symptomatic of a kind of arrested development.

Sometimes the whole world is mud luscious and puddle wonderful

Poets are regarded as handicapped writers whose work must be treated with a tender condescension, such as one accords the athletic achievements of basketball players confined to wheelchairs.