Life Doesn't Retreat.

I Know What Cancer Was. How Is It Like Humankind?" Sek Hardeen's Perfectly Modulated, Softly Accented Tones Showed A Hint Of Agitation. "we Have Spread Out Through The Galaxy Like Cancer Cells Through A Living Body, Duré. We Multiply Without Thought To The Countless Life Forms That Must Die Or Be Pushed Aside So That We May Breed And Flourish. We Eradicate Competing Forms Of Intelligent Life.

It Is A Mystery, And To Tell The Truth, I Am Intrigued By Mysteries Even If This Is To Be My Last Week Of Enjoying Them. I Would Welcome Some Glimmer Of Understanding But, Failing That, Working On The Puzzle Will Suffice.

Speaking As A Novelist Myself, I Know That Members Of Our Profession Live In Our Imaginations As Much Or More As We Inhabit What People Call 'the Real World.

Wilkie Collins Was A Rival And Competitor Of Dickens. His Novel Moonstone Sold More Copies At The Time Than Dickens' Last Two Books. But That Meant Nothing In The Long Run. Right Now, To Be Honest, Wilkie Collins Is What He Deserved To Be Back Then: A Footnote, An Almost Lost Memory. And He Knew He Would Become That.

The Shortest Route To Courage Is Absolute Ignorance.