The loss of Eden is personally experienced by every one of us as we leave the wonder and magic and also the pains and terrors of childhood.

The strangest thing that human speech and human writing can do is create a metaphor. That is an amazing leap, is it not?

Some of the words and symbols and images from childhood will continually be part and parcel of my personality.

Ideals jump across the hierarchies of the printed word.

A bad act done will fester and create in its own way. It's not only goodness that creates. Bad things create. They have their own yeast.