The gap between the committed and the indifferent is a Sahara whose faint trails, followed by the mind's eye only, fade out in sand.

From Ernest Hemingway's stories, I learned to listen within my stories for what went unsaid by my characters.

Responsibility is what awaits outside the Eden of Creativity.

There is no moral authority like that of sacrifice.

A desert is a place without expectation.

The creative act is not pure. History evidences it. Sociology extracts it. The writer loses Eden, writes to be read and comes to realize that he is answerable.