Terms like that, "Humane Society," are devised with people like me in mind, who don't care to dwell on what happens to the innocent.

Terms like that, 'Humane Society,' are devised with people like me in mind, who don't care to dwell on what happens to the innocent.

Let's go take a walk down to the blue hole. You need to look at some water.

I'm of a fearsome mind to throw my arms around every living librarian who crosses my path, on behalf of the souls they never knew they saved.

I suppose that is my central obsession. What we owe to society, what we owe to ourselves.

Close the door. Write with _no one_ looking over your shoulder. Don't try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It's the one and only thing you have to offer.